loosey goosey elbo flub

it's hot and stuffy and that's all there is to it. i've got no will to do anything. i've already planted the last of the tomaters and i've already watched a whole disk of the jack benny show (like it, love it). there's a ton of things i SHOULD be doing mind you. should is a dirty little word.

since taking the two benadril yesterday the heat in my arm has dwindled. it's there but not a burning inferno. more like a smouldering fire. it hasn't gone totally out yet unlike a certain person's eyes. and there's just a faint ring of pink where before there was a hot pink splat. and a little bit of ache and flubby swollen skin in parts. so i have high hopes. i have high apple pie. and now that i have an appointment with the dermatologist i'll never be afflicted with this particular plague again. that's the way it works doesn't it?

i'm a killer. i killed two hideous flying things.

my nails raking down my skin can be a delicious thing. delicious.

i made coconut ice cream last night. well i attempted to make it. my 'thingamajigger' wasn't frozen enough so it neve quite finished and i had to freeze it and mix it by hand. but it was super yummy and worth the wait and work. it's the best recipe too. all that's in it is water, sugar, lime rind and juice and coconut milk--voila! zut alors!

izzy's cat grass is getting long, spindly, wild and dry. for some reason it gives me some pleasure to see it there on the floor beside the water dish, wild and unkempt. just another reflection of me in the world i guess.

it's watermelon season. the time of year when i wish every meal could be cold crisp watermelon and nothing else.

when i saw dr. howie he brought up my shirked pap. sorry pappy, i just aint that in to you. i didn't try to hide it from the doc. he kind of laughed but gave me a smidgeon of a lecture on catching cervical cancer and whatnot. the doc was all tanned and trimmed, hale and healthy.

i really miss having the artist's way. it's been a full month and i'm stagnating. amy couldn't ya be a pal and send it to me?? or biffy, couldn't you send me amy's??? can't anyone help me?????

edith gave me a big green bracelet from africa for my birthday. i wore it to work today and i don't know what but it fit on bev and taj's biceps! "but it only goes up to here" i said at the meeting, pointing to my mid forearm. "it probably wouldn't even fit over my big man hands." said lisa in a monotone. made me feel better.

biffy dontcha care that i haven't posted my pics of owen yet? dontcha??