stevesod

P.P.S. There's a cricket. In my bedroom closet. Somewhere. He's been there since last night singing quite happily, but I have to admit that I cringe when thinking about another night of him singing all night long. But it's nice out here in a small town. Sometimes, I guess. There are lots of pretty deer that come into the back yard; I feed them deer corn every couple of days. The other day there were like 7 of them all in the back yard, eating the corn I left out. It was awesome.

GAK! FREYJA-NIC-FIT ATTACK!