Hello people of web blinking and tippy tap environs. I am back in the usa and boy do I want to buy stuff and eat junk and settle in suburbia with make believe pets named Frederick and Dolores. I want to thank Jon Raasch for updating this thing while I was away. He's pretty good at that, I'll say. (My grandma always says "I'll say" with a cute little lisp after expelling a quiet little fart from her sassy little rump.)
Wales was rolling and wondrous, green and dewy on my backside. I pocketed a tuft of sheep fur for a tiny sweater and ate thin slices of mustard cheddar. I am feeling slightly more relaxed (my boyfriend said I am acting like a 50's housewife hopped up on valium) but a bit deranged and mildly fatigued from airplane clot. On that note, I must venture on.
More later...