maybe I woulda been something you'd be good at

I do think my life has been somewhat lacking up to this point. I began listening to Tegan and Sara last night, and have not stopped. Those are two sexy sexy, talented twins.

The hurt finger is back in full swing today. The flap begins to reattach, and although it is bruised, I've got feeling back. I've been washing dishes, cutting flowers, and making business cards all day. Frustrating being without the use of only one finger, for only a couple of days. I appreciate my hands, and being able to use them, immensely.

The weaver likes the first draft of her commission. I'm thrilled, relieved, and ready to finish the poem for her.