Sunday, March 23
~ Toss cave-dwelling paranoia, and make blog public. Done. Bring on the freaks.
~ Bitch out the landlord, touting legal rights and basic respect. Done. Weirdly effective. My shit is fixed with an apology and a smile. Guilt level is surprisingly low.
~ Transform two unfinished baby quilts into a full size, fuck-all, awesome quilt for myself. Sorry, potential recipients. Your time will come.
~ Finish boring paper and name change crap. Like this week. Serious.
~ Bake a ham. An Easter Ham, with tators, pie, the works. In two hours. I've never baked a ham before. Seems that you take it out of the wrapper and put it in the oven. I thought it would be more intense, oh well.
~ Hunt for eggs in the rain. I took this photo from my back door. I'll bring my mudruckers.
~ Technically, I'm not really stuck. I'm just impatient and Transition has worn out it's welcome.
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