HOME HOME HOME!
Hooray! Layna is at home. There is a certain appeal to random clutter and dust, especially since it fosters a "whatever, let's just talk and bond and have fun, who cares about the dishes" kind of attitude. I love my family. I am not crazy about the lack of technology here (dial-up modem, no answering machine, no cold water in she shower--bleah), but the people usually more than make up for it.
Except, of course, for Sunday mornings when all seven of us are fighting over the shower.
Loocha is sitting here, with a dripping wet head. She smells good though. Just so long as she doesn't drip on ME.
My ears are bleeding. I got them pierced yesterday. I had them double-pierced before, but I think they got infected or something. Hopefully this will work better.
Heh heh. I am apparantly very popular. There are lots of people talking to me. Thus I shall cut myself off short.
YAY for being home!
Except, of course, for Sunday mornings when all seven of us are fighting over the shower.
Loocha is sitting here, with a dripping wet head. She smells good though. Just so long as she doesn't drip on ME.
My ears are bleeding. I got them pierced yesterday. I had them double-pierced before, but I think they got infected or something. Hopefully this will work better.
Heh heh. I am apparantly very popular. There are lots of people talking to me. Thus I shall cut myself off short.
YAY for being home!