Porcelain

I'm being refused permission to go climbing yet again.

Does the possibility of cuts and bruises appreciably affect my apparent value in the marriage market, I wonder?

Bitter little post, ain't it? Who would say that I've actually had a pretty good weekend, which—in fact—I've had. Maybe I'll blog about it sometime. Just like all the other things that I want to blog about once I gear up enough enthusiasm to sit down and write. Maybe it's time for a blog hiatus.

I'll see you when I see you.

I'm a little distressed tonight. And a little lonely.