My daughter is always after me to write something to fit in here. Miss Zangoose seems to think that this area looks far too bare, and needs some filling up. Even as I'm typing this, she's fussing at me. *rolls eyes* Some people are never happy!
Anyhow, I hope everyone is enjoying the "Life with No-Face" series. The Husbandly One (which happens to be the hairy fellow I'm married to, who also happens to be Zangoose's father, how convenient!) gets a regular chuckle out of the ones that show up as lunch notes in his bento. I haven't posted all of them, mainly because some of them need a little work, you know? Anyhow, I enjoy taking No-Face and putting him in ridiculous or unexpected situations. I'm just weird like that!
This will be a short entry, as I'm rather headachy and snarly at the moment, and thinking of curling up in bed with a good book. Or not. I would like to ask the Person In Charge to please turn the sun down a bit, but I have a feeling this request will be ignored. Oh well.
*crawls into bed and pulls covers over head*