I completely forgot about having this site.
Guess that happens sometimes?
I'm completely ensconsced in reading. It's a nice past-time. It's a nice escape from reality. Though of course, there is always a little bit of reality in fiction.
My house is a disaster and I have absolutely zero inclination to clean it. There's nothing wrong with being a slob is there? Well, as long as it's not a dirty disgusting slob. Which I am not.
It's sunny outside. I think I'll go sit on my patio.
