The Letter, Part II
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National Day of Mourning
My balcony Friday, September 15, 2001.
I was wrong
Ziltoid was definitely a fifth instar in the last pictures. And he was a fifth instar on a mission. While I tried a couple of times yesterday to redirect Ziltie to a leaf or twig, he insisted on sitting on the inside of the glass bowl, making a little pile of webbing. Last night he…
It is what it is.
Weird and bad week. The new job is stressful (I have a new appreciation for the foot-soldiers out there in the world of retail and commerce). The loss of Warrior Princess weighs heavily on me. Friends are troubled, and I cannot help. The Prof is reluctantly in his state of origin for a visit with…
Insulting my injuries
And apparently Hamipik is down. Guess I won’t be adding any pictures of SLFC to this entry.
Mystery Count-down: T-minus 2 hrs.
Crap. I have to face the mystery package in about two hours. (See entry from two days ago Guilt from the past. if you don’t know what I’m talking about.) I know it’s just guilt, but I’m starting to feel very uneasy about this. I especially don’t want to have to open this package in…
I have had sciatica a few times and what helps mine is to sit on the couch (or whereever) with a pillow under my thigh. It seems to raise and streth my hip in such a way that it take pressure off of the pained area.
Whatever you do I hope it passes soon. It is a terrible pain.
Kitten races.
Kitten races?
Sounds furry to me….
🙂
PS
I am sorry for the limited Title size myself.
I like goofy title entries. I am going to have to get creative !
hey thank u for the muddly information on music stuff lol. oh, and in case u were wondering from t’other day, a polo is a mint sweet with a hole thru it. they are so darn tasty, dangnamit!
See now Yetzirah made me think of giant teddy bears with erect human penises poking out of their crotches. I need to wash my mind with soap. Or stop reading Savage Love at midnight.