Having your floor ripped up leads to all sorts of six legged creatures deciding the warm house is better than the cold crawlspace.
Jason gave me the plague. The mucus plague. It's not been pleasant or pretty.
I got my passport! But they did not send my birth certificate back with it. I am hoping it will be sent separately. I don't have a real birth certificate, but a certificate of foreign birth and I don't even want to know what kind of insanity it would be to get that replaced.
Twosday Cat Photos by Jason
Speaking of Jason, Wicked Winter is back! Go check out some seriously beautiful writing.
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