punkinhead

hey SG friends,

I hope this finds you well and good.

I declare my long, self-involved shit train of a funk to be over. I am okay, I am well, I am happy.

How are you?

Outwardly things have not changed very much. I am still unemployed, still looking for work, still struggling to get my new thing published. I'm just done feeling bad about it.

Here is something amazing - the phone rang since I started writing this blog and I received some terrible news - a member of my new family-to-be is sick, the not-gonna-get-better kind of sick. And still I am a thing in this universe, this universe which is unfolding exactly as it should.

be well,

ph

Taoist thought of the day: You are the author of your own happiness, or misery.

Pet Report: Bacchus, poor shaggy dear that he is, is hating the warmer weather. All of the rain makes his joints hurt too. Vindaloo is her same old three AM bandit self.

Factoid: I have taken the habit of coffee in the morning back up. Ahhhh its good to be home.

Currently digging: the Wee Free Men, Marvin Gaye, Jittery Joe's, vegan pumpkin cookies

Confidential to a certain SG hating porn star: Whatever.