Monday, March 8, 2010

Blues beaters.

There's something about coming home to the smell of slowcooking that lifts the spirit. It smells warm, savoury, dependable, comfortable.

I'm this close to once again sending out submissions.

But I think I'll eat a scone, watch reruns of Project Runway, and then go to my appointment.

I'm not sure what sticking my fingers repeatedly into my eyes will do for my mood, though...

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