I got asked if I was Fraulein’s twin again today. I tell you, hair dye is looking REALLY good right about now.
That was about it. Oh, I wrote some silliness on my novel.
PT visited the hospital, in company with his GF.
I think December is a really messed up month anyhow. And this year only throws the enforced gaiety into more garish contrast.
I’m tired really early now, which is odd. This is my excuse for this really unenlightening blog post.