Except I’ve been working since the moment I got up. Must. Stop. Now. No, really. STOP. I’ve got a backlog of tv to watch and this week’s People Magazine. Important stuff!
Oh and Valentine’s Day. Yeah, yeah, yeah. You love me Buddy, don’t you? (Buddy is the cat on my lap at the moment. I will query Finney later.)
This is some bench I passed a week or so ago and thought was pretty, the way the red was coming through the flaking paint.