Ow. I don’t think I moved all night; I have a vurry stiff neck this morning. :P No fun at all. I’m trying to keep Chantico downstairs with me so she doesn’t have to be locked up all day long. I brought her blanket and a big bone and a little rawhide swizzle stick and a rope down, and *mostly* it’s going okay. She just lay down to wrestle with her bone and stuck her entire tail in her water bowl. :) She has stretches of being distracted by the…
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This is all Angie’s fault:
vague urges
I’m having this vague urge to put up some kind of writing site. A place for either short stories (not fan fic) or essays. Or both. Nnng. o.o
hm
Hm. If anybody who reads this knows Erica’s email address, could you send it to me? I tried the one I thought she’d said (erica at spac.org) but it done got bounced back to me. Incidentally, even if the chiro pissed me off, he did say that my hips are leveling out nicely, and he seemed pleased and satisfied with the pops he got out of my back, so I guess I’m healing, or something. That’s good. :)
I’m alive!
I’m alive! Laura and Ben (seen here with a polar bear) arrived safely around noon on Sunday, and we’ve been off gallivanting since then. Most extensively, we gallivanted at the Alaska Native Heritage Center, which is very cool and which has 14 foot bowhead whale jaws that you can stand around in or walk around in, if you’re so inclined) and dancing which they invite you to do with them even if you can’t seem to actually stay in time. (You being me in this case; as far as I…