But they were my rocks.

[melo_annechen]

Okay, I can quit worrying so much – crisis just about over. Yes, I was carrying a box of rocks, and forgot to share. Luckily, this time I did not break my legs with carrying it.

My sister has been in the hospital with an infection'n'such (technical terms courtesy of my mother). Sister is to be discharged either today or tomorrow, which is good, because she misses her children and needs somebody to swear at (I told your she was my sister). You don't swear at the nurses, they take care of you, and you don't swear at the doctors, because they can cut off your pain med scrip.

I still do not have the capital to set it up for her to get in-world from her house (really ought to go ahead and set up her account to get the names to match somebody), especially since the next purchase for us will be a laptop so Iandad can go dancing.

Writing has been scattered. I have more than three lines going now, so that means I may eventually get back to Marta's (which is another stumbling block entirely) and somebody has another poking stick for me for automotive smut.

Comments

[adelheid-p.livejournal.com]

Positive energy for improved health for your sister and less worry for you.

[cerrberus.livejournal.com]

You had been a tad...quiet.
But I've been gone awhile with minimal connexion.
Possy thots all 'round, eh?