corriander

Pardon me . . .

I am looking for something.

It is about half and inch cube, kind of fleshy and potentially bloody. You see, it is supposed to be attached to my finger but for some reason it is not.

Ugh . . .

At least the door got in last night.

Oh, and if any one wants a free show, I can't put up curtains until I refinish the wall around the door way. A blue tarp held up with duct tape is all that stands between my bits and the neighborhood.