Thursdays are my peace days. My days off, my artist days. Days I can sit and think and hang out, under no obligation to anyone, just to sit and dream and write. I hang out for hours at the local coffee shop with my laptop, curled up on a couch next to their fireplace, listening … Continue reading *sigh*


Okay. Me & Brett spent Wednesday the 23rd in the emergency room for about 5 hours. No. It wasn't me, this time. Seriously. HE woke up at 6 feeling nauseous, and by 8, he was sweating, doubled over in pain, and hadn't stopped vomiting...at which point (with nightmares of my experiences of such pains screaming … Continue reading *snarls*