It was time for Mr The Kitty and I to go seepies. He sat at the end of the bed and his eyes were illuminated by the television.
It was time for Mr The Kitty and I to go seepies. He sat at the end of the bed and his eyes were illuminated by the television.
80 degree weather
CBC still on a strike
the degradation of my powerbook
sneak previews of the motorola RAZR2 phone
my parent’s dead computer
my parents eagerly awaiting a fixed computer
Tast of the Balkans! What does it taste like? It starts off sweet and bright then finishes slightly smoky and earthy. Now I wonder what the Urals taste like…
This round-headed female kitty was the resort’s cat. She hung outside the cabin, came down to the docks where we were fishing, and came in and sat the table for breakfast