Non-sequiturs...

• I'm filled with tinier men discrepancies.
  
  
• This is maybe our second cycle of warm days this summer, but still some marine layer lingering this morning when I took the trash out. Lots of thunderheads building up in the east (is my friend Beth getting rained on in Riverside?).



• Just noticing...I seem to be something of a writer groupie, as far as my internet usage goes. A number of people I follow, whether here on my FL or elsewhere, are writers, either for a living or as a hobby. However, while I may occasionally read their works -books, fanfics, or whatever - seems like I'd almost rather read their journals. I start being interested in them more as people than what they produce; I start considering them friends (if a bit one-sided on my end). Then again, I'm still reading their writing, so maybe I'm just an ordinary stalkerish fan. I'm not making much sense, am I. Ignore this.



• A co-worker just gave me three big bags of shirts, jackets and hoodies for the boys; she says hers have a grandmother who forgets she buys them stuff, and then they only wear about 4-5 shirts that they own, so she was cleaning out closets. She says she also has the same for pants. All right. This will make the whole school clothes thing much easier. Maybe we'll only have to get them for Avalon.



• Boy, the scam emails are getting shorter and shorter. Just received: "Am Boris Cole, Please i need your help in management of some Amount, my father left for me Before he was poisoned by his business colleagues. On your interest, let me hear from you." Just some old dumb Amount, huh?



• You get a cookie if you got the Tick reference.

Non-sequiturs...

• I'm filled with tinier men discrepancies.
  
  
• This is maybe our second cycle of warm days this summer, but still some marine layer lingering this morning when I took the trash out. Lots of thunderheads building up in the east (is my friend Beth getting rained on in Riverside?).



• Just noticing...I seem to be something of a writer groupie, as far as my internet usage goes. A number of people I follow, whether here on my FL or elsewhere, are writers, either for a living or as a hobby. However, while I may occasionally read their works -books, fanfics, or whatever - seems like I'd almost rather read their journals. I start being interested in them more as people than what they produce; I start considering them friends (if a bit one-sided on my end). Then again, I'm still reading their writing, so maybe I'm just an ordinary stalkerish fan. I'm not making much sense, am I. Ignore this.



• A co-worker just gave me three big bags of shirts, jackets and hoodies for the boys; she says hers have a grandmother who forgets she buys them stuff, and then they only wear about 4-5 shirts that they own, so she was cleaning out closets. She says she also has the same for pants. All right. This will make the whole school clothes thing much easier. Maybe we'll only have to get them for Avalon.



• Boy, the scam emails are getting shorter and shorter. Just received: "Am Boris Cole, Please i need your help in management of some Amount, my father left for me Before he was poisoned by his business colleagues. On your interest, let me hear from you." Just some old dumb Amount, huh?



• You get a cookie if you got the Tick reference.