I lost the plot for a while. I do that often. Will try to pick this up again.
I have been much the same these past ten months. Perhaps a bit fatter, and a bit balder. I have not revisited the kite this year, all of a sudden the summer was a bit too uncomfortable for me to think about being outside.
I started reading A Song of Ice and Fire, currently halfway through A Clash of Kings. It’s all very engrossing but it’s a bit frustrating if you want moral justice in your fantasy fiction, because Martin gives you none. At least thus far.
My wife decided to decoupage the coffee table, and I accidentally helped her too much, i.e. did a lot of it. I had fun. I had a number of National Geographic magazines lying around which I felt no guilt about cutting up because I have them in digital form.
I’m going to cut this short before I hit 200 words, because whooa, doggie, ease yourself back into things.
August 8, 2011 at 3:18 pm |
Accidentally helped too much? I didn’t mind at all.