Pseudouninterrupted.

So-called because I'm going to leave in four minutes to ride a bike to the post-office and deliver these letters, and because I've added these pictures in hoping to somehow work them into whatever I'm going to write here. I'll be back in a little. But expect wall-of-texting, because that's how just about every one of these Uninterrupted posts goes. Expect it, and expected it hard. Shit. Claire's writing me, and I leave in three - nope, two now - minutes. Well, this is turning into a hot mess pretty fast. I don't think I've ever explained Uninterrupteds as a thing - I got the idea from Liam. That is to say, I shameless stole it. Whenever Liam had shit on his mind, he would begin writing without pausing for a long while until he was so mentally-drained that he wouldn't have anything to talk about. Uninterrupteds are typically long-ass posts written in one witt- one sitting, with little to no regard to grammar. I tend to correct mistakes by simply re-writing whatever it is I were trying to say, or overlooking them entirely. They're uninterrupted.

Well, I'm back from the post-office. I biked seven miles or so only to arrive and become painfully aware of the fact that it's Sunday and the ops-...post offiv-...Post office doesn't operate on Sunday. I mailed my letter to Kevin but that's about it. I only had one stamp, and was hoping to have the others posted when I arrived. I hope my pedaling didn't crumple the remaining letters too badly. It began raining and I didn't want them to get soaked-through.

I've been in an odd mood as of late. I've been reading about the personal lives of people I admire. I'm never sure how to-...Well actually, I think I'll just scrap this post for now. I've got to shower and do other things.
Important things.

Here's two pictures without context.