Jake has tomorrow off, the unspeakable little so-and-so. I'm always jealous because his days off are actually that. Days off. My days off are EMG days, and running around days, and catch-up days.
ARGH! Three more hours of work.
"You're not eighteen anymore," the doctor told me. Then he apparently heard his words and desperately back-pedaled. "I mean, you're still quite…
I went to the farmer's market today for lunch and bought cherry tomatoes and fresh peas and green pepper and carrots. So much delicious!…
The tarot expo was really fun and inspiring. I have used it to kickstart my muse on the Sketch Tarot project I started a gazillion years ago, and…