The house is a mess...

The house is a mess, my current husband has wine stained lips and three days worth of stubble and has taken over the kitchen with his laptop and his very important deadline. So now he owns two of the three bedrooms, the lounge room AND the kitchen. I now own one of the bedrooms and this desk here out in the little room out the back with the dog kennel in one corner and the fridge humming away behind me. This is what happens when I go away. This is how I lost the second bedroom and the lounge room. If I go away again I may have to move into the bathroom.

Calypso had a wonderful time at the bellydance festival in the City of Lights. Her favourite instructor was there being wonderful as usual and she met lots of dancers. Also, pretty!!!

I had a mixed time, but that's okay, I quite like ambivalence. And I had a great conversation with Megan of the Sonnet about Jack Kerouac's "Dharma Bums".

Trouble had a productive time so that's good for the little tomboy.
S/he drove Luscious Lizard's car In The City Where There Are Traffic Lights And Multiple Lanes.

Hey - I wish there were multiple lanes. Lanes for multiples. Hah.

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