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Wow, four years. And nothing accomplished except for a tattered scrap of novel that accumulates plots like words and will eat the whole world if I let it. Oh, and my cats have gotten fatter. And me, too, I suppose. Anybody here still? -
My Cats are Defective, or Smokey Rides Again
I was in my bedroom, doing my nightly after shower things and heard scrabbling on the back porch. I can't control the porch lights from my room, of course, and I was extremely undressed, so I shrugged it off. Until Hermes hopped up on my desk and looked out the window with great interest ( Read more... ) -
I'm Thinking an All White Wardrobe for the Summer
Reasonably enough, I took one big step back and closed the door. The hornet landed on the concrete floor of the porch and proceeeded to sting the ever living shit out of it. Then it crawled onto a dark green piece of plastic and stuing it into submission. Then it landed on the black handle of my umbrella and is still stinging it. It's been ( Read more... ) -
Ah, Spring, and Love is in the Air
or 'Why I'm Turning the Light On Before Entering the Basement From Now On ( Read more... ) -
Just a Blurb
I must be terribly immature, because writing awkward, angsty sex scenes makes me giggle in a very depraved manner. And now, back into the breach of examining exactly what being an empath means for teh sexxor times. -
Kitty Pics!
I finally broke down and got a new camera. And discovered I have a face like a potato, but, thankfully, there's no such thing as an ugly cat. Even if she is tri-colored ( Read more... ) -
The World's Slowest Embroiderer
Thank you for all your kind comments in the previous massively oversharing post. *hugs you all*
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Into the Sargasso Sea, With Crook and Needle
Isn't this lovely? Who doesn't like enormous spirals ( Read more... ) -
Still Alive, More or Less
Get your flu shots, guys, it's bad this year. This is coming to you from The Land Beyond the Flu, Maybe. I've spent the last week doing nothing more strenuous than playing ainars games because my life had become a NyQuil commercial. And I'm one of those people who normally breeze through flu-like things with half doses of decongestants. Oh, and ( Read more... )