Hey: it's summer. I'm taking a few days off from blogging to read, enjoy having my husband home after his week in Santa Clara, and see how the kitten Franny reacts to my stupid neighbors' fireworks.
and maybe I'll even get some housework done.
No end date, no big deal - we'll see how long this lasts. I have me pegged to blog again at least by Wednesday. Just wanted to reassure you that yes, I am still here. You know what Thom Yorke says about trying to make me disappear, don't you?
Can't wish me away, can you?
So when I get back, I promise to have a report about my clean house, my weird short work week, and the world's worst poem I started working on. Yeah! Poetry! What could be more exciting than that?
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