it's good to be home. it was scary and is still quite different, but it is good. there is so much cleaning and stuff i want to do. i'm trying to let doc sleep right now and just be quiet and calm. i can revel in the little things, like the freedom to light a cigarette whenever i want to. though i have to say i miss the ice/water machine. one day i will have one of my own, hee.

the cats are all about friendly. i missed them so much.

i got zenweb.net back, so it is running and so is my email. i need to make some jewelry. i did almost no art stuff in the hospital, i started a tile ashtray but never finished it, i took naps instead. or went to the gym and played on the treadmill and bruised my knuckles on the heavy bag. i think i may have lost a bit of weight.