Or so I hear. I rather like the little yellow flowers. I like the way they cover fields and yards, in spite of efforts to stop them. I think they're pretty. And they my favorite symbol of tenacity.
Doesn't matter what one does to a dandelion, it'll be there. (Ha Ha!)
That's my kind of flower.
So, even though my computer randomly shuts down (without even leaving a CLUE in the event log!), I managed to get the novel climax rewritten. I've managed to get on top of a few things, too.
And I'm hanging in there.
Hubby, on the other hand, is hiding. He says he knows better than to mess with a porcupine.
- What I should be doing: grad school work
- Current Song: Schism, by Tool