Blood and Fences

Well, it's blood day with a vengeance. Tomorrow I'll be back to work, likely in the rain. Have you ever changed a tampon in the bush, in rain gear, with no sink? Didn't think so.

I have a litre-something of plums soaking in vodka, and a little extra vodka left (grapes? More plums?)

Tonight I give up one of Corn Pops two babies as stud fee, and get a girl named Lollipop who's apparently very sweet.

The boy is having a rough weekend. So am I. Hard to tell which is having a worse. Definitely there's a feedback loop involved.

Need to mend my own fences. They seem to be sagging from neglect.