Somewhere between bottled up mental illness and a morbid obsession with weird things is where I exist.
To most, this may sound horrible. However, it's not so bad.
I am married to a great man, we'll call him "The Russian".
We have a cute house in a city with a shady reputation for being "ghetto", but I don't mind. We are a melting pot, we are The Russians (that's us) and The Uruguayans (our neighbors).
Well, technically, I am not Russian but 2/3 of my household is and (barring some reproductive blow-out, in which my organs jump ship) I will someday be the host body for a little 1st Generation Russian born in the US.
I am a good speller, I am not good with grammar or punctuation, and the only math I use is in my knitting.
Also, I spent an inordinate amount of time selecting a layout for this blog and have subsequently lost all my steam for posting a "KAPOWZA!" post.
My goal is to post a blog entry every day, from now until 1/18/2011.
Heh. We'll see how that goes!
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