The crickets are chirping here at Nine Moons. My excuse is that I’m renovating our bathroom in the evenings (I finally installed the toilet last night… YAY!!!) and being sick from inhaling all the dust that has settled all over every square inch of our apartment (which isn’t a whole lot of square inches mind you). Maybe when I’m done I’ll write some crappy post about how renovating is like repenting, you start with a whole new you… or something. I just need to let my hands heal from all these new callouses I’m forming.
(I assume my dad hasn’t written because he’s still crying about the Seahawk loss in the Superbowl and I don’t know what Silus’ exuse is, but it probably has something to do with the fact that he’s gay.)