charming glitter boy. i love you. it's your birthday today. and you are far away.
oops, not supposed to blog about work.
i'm so sorry for blogging about work. i would like to make amends as soon as i reach dry land.
doggypaddling through the treacherous sea of papers.
i STRONGLY believe the front porch is going to be done tomorrow.
o'lover, i think your lacto-fermented raspberry drink turned into wine.