cornerofmadness

I hate being late and I always end up that way. So naturally I was late to my massage therapy. I liked her but her practice less so. We're apparently paperwork free and that just strikes me as something that could bite you on the ass down the road.

Still trying to write, still trying to do anything around the house. I've been away from home more than i've been here. this sucks.

And other than that and some gardening angst (okay we flooded all April from the rain but it hasn't rained since graduation) Poor sad tomatoes.


and Mom (probably Dad) took this picture of the cat my brother dumped on them. THis cat has the personality of wallpaper paste but at least he's pretty. Rogue, the cat