That would be me. My pissant blogging efforts over the past week relate to a handful of pathetic excuses:
* Running 3 feed readers at the same time to choose which one I like best (Google's looks best but Bloglines seems to be most functional overall. I'm loading you all up as we speak...)
* Playing dad to 2 highly strung exotic cats. They improve by the day; Mao has taken to Minh the impossibly cute persian-burmese cross, and after initially wanting to kill her he now licks her butt at every opportunity.
* Going on long walks through my favourite bits of our suburb looking for random bargains on outstanding large houses that are miraculously 30% below market value. Been looking plenty!
* Finally writing my remaining thank-yous for wedding gifts. OK, I"m a terrible procrastinator.
Grouchy digs at Green foibles will be superceded by regular sprays at the Right in the next day or so!
I swear I’m gonna tattoo a list of literary giants who were/are single mothers - I swear I’m gonna tattoo a list of literary giants who were/are single mothers on my forearm so every time I hit a doubter I can just pull up my sleeve and...
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