Stupid meme

I am a weak, weak man.

1. Go here.
2. Pass it on.
( my answers )

Dix

10-page SWAPA, complete with Pretty Pictures That Will Photocopy Poorly (PPTWPP) and Sort Of a Lot Of Mentions Of Boobs (SOLOMOB), done. Not sure if I'm delighted with it, but then I'm never delighted with a 'zine as soon as I send it off. New people have joined since my last 'zine; it is imperative that I impress them! (Never mind that all of them are reading this. That is irrelevant! Look, a chocolate leopard!) There's angst and meandering and two untidy travelogues, but perhaps the incident in which I am mistaken for Bo will amuse. And I wrote comments, in which I accused people of being proctologists. Er. Anyway, that's what I accomplished, today and yesterday.

A clump of my friends are in White Lake this weekend; I wish I could be with them, but K.'s absence makes transportation difficult. It's for the best, I suppose; I have things to do tomorrow, house-cleaning and food-shopping and picture-hanging and towel-washing sorts of things. Must make the house presentable.

Thunder mutters somewhere off to the south, and rain drums fingertips on the skylights. Mm.