february
Still alive, still with The Boy, still writing, still dealing with health concerns (turns out they were massive ovarian cysts), still poor but not in spirit, still teaching, still lurking about on FB (and up to 306 "friends" and one obsessive poking device known as The Boy--I swear he pokes me five times per day on FB, but only intermittently when we can visit in 3D, ha ha), still emo, still whiney, still working on character flaws, still trying to figure out what I want to be when I grow up.
And that's where it's at.
Love to all.
Oh, and I still don't sleep. Which is why I'm updating LJ at 5:29 on a Sunday morning.
And that's where it's at.
Love to all.
Oh, and I still don't sleep. Which is why I'm updating LJ at 5:29 on a Sunday morning.