Gah. I hate this part. But here goes: I’m a 23 year old trans-gendered individual living in Antarctica.
Well, not really. I’m an unemployed not-quite 30 year-old (yeah, that means I’m 29 – where did the time go?) who’s developed an interest in gardening and other domestic things in the past couple years. It helps that I live in a house that’s more than 150 years old that needs a lot of work to be truly livable. It also helps that the entire landscape is overgrown and looks like ass. So I’m doing my best to work on that – I’ve even got the family to actually start working on a kitchen remodel, which will be the first one since my grandfather installed home-built cabinets (alas, he wasn’t a particularly good carpenter) in the 50s or 60s. We’re past due.
So this blog will ideally document what’s going on around the family homestead. Just cross your fingers and hope I can post regular updates…
You just made me bust out in laughter and choke on my water.
Keep doing that and I’ll have no computer.
-T.
Heh. I’d forgotten what I’d written here. I think I’m proud of this entry. But I’ll be even prouder when I succeed in my plan to destroy T’s computer.
Cause that’s the kind of friend I am.