Disappoint.

[ysobelle]

My declaration the other day...seems it doesn't matter now. The person with whom I had my little disagreement has decided it might be best if other arrangements were made. I'm angry, but not too. I'm not very surprised, either. I can't say I didn't see this coming, and I'd already started to discuss options.

I'm just tired of being blamed for other people's drama, or being the focus of it. I'm sorry if not falling in obsequious genuflection at your feet enrages you, but it took me a long time to learn to stand properly. If my disagreeing with you means you feel a need to take your ball and go home, well, so be it. We probably wouldn't have had much fun playing, anyway.

I am nobody's scapegoat.



I shall plant roses this summer. I can't express how incredibly happy I am about that. I shall think of my roses, and be glad.

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[hederaivy.livejournal.com]

Roses rock.

So do tuberous begonias, which come in zillions of colors, and have similar blooms but are easier to grow than roses. That said, they're rarely perennials in your area, but they might be worth planting anyway.

I shall loan you my green thumb if you want it. I probably won't be needing it as i have a total of 2x3 feet of balcony space in which to grow anything.

[ysobelle.livejournal.com]

Can you mail those?

Dreadfully fascinating story on NPR this morning from a reporter who just wrote a piece for Harper's about the US cadaver trade. It's apparently entirely unregulated, and one FedEx station opened a package that was leaking to discover human torsos inside.

"Can I get that First Overnight?"