My puppy is happy and fat and black and sleepk and barks. She says hello. At least I'm guessing she would if a dog could facilitate human speech patterns and more specifically the English language. But hey let's not get crazy with semantics no no not this late pretty please.

I have to keep my nails short because they can break at work while I play with big metal coffee things and tap keys and screens for cash machines. This makes me sad because I think my hands are so so pretty and my nails were the crowning glory. So now I'm afraid that my hands will start looking less deserving of a piano and more deserving of meat-packing.

Also of note: fine point black pens make my world go 'round.