A little sincerity is a dangerous thing, and a great deal of it is absolutely fatal. -Oscar Wilde

Thursday, May 6, 2010

crispy critter

Despite sunblock, I'm sunburned and freckled from spending the day reclaiming the garden chez les parents. Massive amounts of weeding, scraping off old mulch, filling wheelbarrows full of material, breaking up the crusted soil, transplanting, new plantings, sowing seeds. Good times.

Now I'm pooped and watching my DVDs from the library. At long, long, long last, Season One of Doctor Who came in. Nine is Ford Prefect. Good lord, that may be the single most geeky sentence I've typed in a long time-- seriously, British sci-fi comparisons? I don't think there's anyway I could possibly recover from this.

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