Saturday, March 17, 2007

if you came here on your own, you'd be dead..

gah. more insomnia. the upshot is that i downloaded the new Kaiser Chiefs album, and so far, it kicks ass. moreoever, i had the quiet time to do a little more research for my garden. as of now, it's an unfortunate thing that J and I have dubbed "The Dirt Circle" which seems incredibly filthy to me.

i've got to get back in the habit of updating, no?

there's much to tell, but i fear it would bore the world at large, so i'll just keep pattering on about whatever's amusing and going on now-ish.

love to all.

4 Comments:

Blogger Monkey said...

I love the Kaiser Chiefs! I've been meaning to download the new album, but I forget things easily. Like... my name.

I think the name "Dirt Circle" is lovely and apt for a garden. Be proud of the dirt! Dirt is essential.

Patter away. Spring is here and all seems so much better. Ah Spring.

8:27 PM  
Blogger Ubermilf said...

It's not just a dirt circle; it's a blank canvas.

5:51 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

glad to see you are not dead or tied up in a shed in some remote area of Arkansas. I was worried there for a minute!

- b

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