Stole me a dog-eared map // and called for you everywhere

Up and running on presents this week, thank goodness. I finished one yesterday, and am most of the way on a second...have I mentioned how much I love my new drawing program? We're also getting the house cleaned today, so I'm taking the chance to catch up on some cleaning of my own. It's coming along -- nice to de-clutter a bit. I'm putting a box together to take by the SA (and maybe stop in for more books! The last time I was there I found all kinds of goodies*) and I think I'm going to swing by the dollar store because I live the cray-cray high life, yo. This has been your thrilling dispatch from Boring World.

*(This book, this book, this book, this book, & this book -- and the FLCL soundtrack?! I don't even know.)


P.S. Have a panda

But that was many years from now --

& I hope from here on out

I always seem to want to shout

"Your eyes are like a cup o' tea;

ascend into the sun with me."

My mind is filled with ghosts --

they're more than most of all my loves gone wrong

Don't let it whip-crack your life,

and I'll bow out from the fight --

those old pious sisters were right:

the worst part is over.

Now: get back on that horse
and ride.