I'm thankful for dead birdies!

(...brief pause. Shary: "That's pretty disturbing." it was, of course, her own fault for making people brainstorm what they were thankful for. My other offerings were magic markers, phones that take crappy pictures, and computers that work.)

I am an evil and horrible person, and instead of going out to work tomorrow and then battle the evil traffic on the way home, I will be taking Camilla in to get her service and then cleaing bathrooms and vacuuming and stuff. With luck, writing as well. We shall see.

And I was in the middle of writing this post when I just got a call from Barrett, who I've been feeling guilty about not communicating with since February. It appears he's back in the Annapolis area for the next couple months, and has a new horse (which makes two.) So I should see if I can go visit him at some point, and go riding. Yay horses! And maybe canoeing and other stuff like that, not to mention worthy people I haven't seen in the past two years... How fascinating.