my toe seems to be miraculousy recovering after mysteriously fucking up. i can only hope to continue down the road to recovery. i know what you're thinking...."shut up, lame ass, it's a TOE. people get those things removed all the time!" yeah, well, i'm weak.

i'm borderline giddy this morning, as later today THE BOY (the city boy - see January 9 submission) is coming to visit. finally, someone to share in my boredom! of course that means i have to clean. this house is like a lady bug burial ground...it's revolting.

in conclusion...why does it have to snow? what did we ever do to deserve this?