Still busy. This thing’s a hex or spinning charm.
Having to censor myself here. I don’t like that.
I adore the word “dogged”, though of course I am a cat.
To my great surprise, I’m getting to be a slightly better bellydancer. Maybe there is something to this “dogged continuance” stuff.
I always get a strange feeling when the digital clock on my computer reads 9:11. Don’t you?
Thinking about how everyone’s blog (like, I suppose, everyone’s personality) is too something. Surely you’ve thought this too.
As soon as my head clears, I’ll make a plan, I always think. In the meantime, I buy fake flowers.
Five more days of rain slated. Mercury still retrograde through June 5.
What do Kasey’s categories mean?
Anxious.
