that was the start of a very lovely afternoon. but today my eyes have gone lizard like and i think i hurt my pinky from the fall. three cheers for brown bagging it.

you can see me at the window in my building squinting and saying to myself. "Is that....Jessica?"

sounds like a plan, i'll start hording bags and get some beans. pie tins? no, no pie tins.

i'm slowly working on a series, till work grabs my attention, paper bags will be my work

let me get ling ling in here, edna is feeling cold and alone