KfH and the Monster Bag: Picture
Just to prove I wasn’t lying:
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Two Years at DD.
May fifth came and went, and I neglected to mention it was my second anniversary on Dear Diary. It seems so strange now to go back and read some of those earliest entries on the Salamander diary. I was absolutely clueless where I’d be two years hence, when the pressures on my life would take…
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Life is a Packet of Sunflower Seeds
This could have been a summer from my youth. The heat was sticky, heavy – a wet winter coat that could not be doffed and hung up on the rack to dry. The storms were violent, pounding and alive with the smell of ozone and wet garden. The mornings were covered in dew and mist…
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National Novel Writing Month Maybe THAT will get me off my sorry ass.
Glowing Bones.
Regarding a comment to yesterday’s entry … does one offer cookies to a surly fifteen year old boy who desperately needs an attitude adjustment? Putting a makeshift butt can outside is tempting – I’ll have to see how cheaply I can do it without creating a flammable hazard. I set my alarm clock for 4:45…
Cat Hammocks and Cell Phones
Last night I slept over nine hours. I don’t know that I’ve ever appreciated a good sound sleep as much as I do nowadays. It is an absolute luxury to wake up and actually feel refreshed. I even felt good enough to drag about four boxes up stuff upstairs. I didn’t unpack them or anything…