not THE tattoo.

Is a new tattoo. The explanation I’m giving people is that it’s to remind me of the number of people for whom I’m responsible. Kinda. Sorta. Yeah!Jenni

today

him: we’re done talkin for today?me: we can talkme: i’d prefer to not be yelled athim: i wasn’thim: i was just stating my point in an agressive manner

projecting

Pardon me while I get all girly. I promised I would, so you had fair warning. Here’s my stuff! Still life with my hoodie (sans zipper), Chloe, and that rug I made that I really like a lot. The pockets on the hoodie still need attaching, too. Shh. I was gonna make this in a large so it was baggy. ...

all about picking up your slack.

My weekend, in no kinda condensed large-print format for my elderly readers. Sorry, grampa. Saturday, I got up and walked in a sore-ish manner. Since painful miles can be multiplied tenfold, I did 70! In an hour and a half! Yes. Somewhere in DMZ between Calhoun and Harriet, my dad called with his demands. He’d be at my place soon ...