Smokey Mountain Breakdown

I'm not going to be writing much this week.

Last night, in a vision, the Angel of Filthiness appeared to me and said, "Lo, verily I say unto you! If you do not clean up this house and stop chasing goats, you are doomed to perdition."

And I looked up, unto my dust-bunnied ceiling fan and realized she was right. And I was afraid.

So...don't expect anything substantial from me this week. I'll probably throw some old piccies at you or prater on about the animes I've been watching. Or maybe not. My anime addiction and my low taste in books and entertainment aren't something I'm proud of. But the way I see it...my brain needs mindlessness in a bad way. I know a few other creative types who are this way too. While I could impress you by saying I'm reading some important book or another, but most likely I'm reading a cozy mystery that I can devour in one evening and promptly forget, or glued to something like Hellsing.

But honestly...I'm putting myself under house arrest until the much needed spring cleaning is done.

It's a shame really. It's a gorgeous day. Perfect for fencing or just laying out in the pasture with the goats.

But, I'm quite certain that I'm going to hell if I don't get the house clean. Really. I am.