Anyways... Kitten and Dog are growing so big. They get along well. And like to play. I've figured out they do not like books, or paper, or dust. And love to run down the ways of london with me chasing behind, out of breath.

Another couldn't hurt..

Three kittens are taking up my time. So much.

And I love, too, that love soon might end- be known in its aching; shown in the shaking lately of my wasteland, baby.

Okay.

My wife scares me

Think. Holy shit

Ooohh?? More of them?

My wife is chronically offline and I am chronically online. Will our future son be online just the right amount?

It's not profound to know that you can never know.

They'd find us in a week; when the buzzards get loud.

What an eventful few months, I think.

I hope Gerry likes animals. Good god. Ha.

i'm almost positive gertrude sent me here on purpose.

though, now that i've rediscovered my phone, i think i should go. this was a very informative time, at least- if nothing else.

Do you ever see yourself in a mirror and pinch your lips? I just did that.

Anyway, got a flight back to London, but I had to make it for a weeks time. I'm too "weak to travel".

Just out out of the hospital!