i am an unrequited astronomer, pretend patient, gentle adventurer, pedal enthusiast, recovering calligrapher, occasional thespian and unfinished poet living in portland, oregon. contacting me via email is usually a good idea.
yesterday michael bought a futon and i came along for the ride. it was a heck of a futon. a futon to end all futons. and the amount of money invested in this grand futon is why all my previous furniture has been free. we had a coupon from the chinook book which paid for a little more than the delivery and has now more than paid for the cost of the chinook book.
amelia keeps mistaking the art room floor for a litterbox. it's really driving us crazy: it's not a lovely thing to wake up to in the morning, as it only seems to happen after we go to bed. and it only started after i got here. what's up with her?