So much to write, so little time.
I just wanted to check in and say; we are surviving. Still get hit with the “my mum’s gone” slap in the face every now and then, mostly pretending she’s still here. 57 more words
It is the Monday after the Third Sunday of Easter, and my dog, Roo, has gotten into a playful scrap with another dog. The damage at first seems minor (a bloodied ear, maybe) but by Tuesday morning, the dog is incapacitated and screaming, so I rush him to the vet. 893 more words
So I took a science class last spring. An actual, honest-to-God science class. With p-sets. And math. And things.
It was sort of a soft-astrophysics class. 5,200 more words