Well, my brother saw the Oncologist yesterday. The results were the same. He has three options: constant testing, chemo for a while or surgery. Oi.
I saw fireworks on the fourth… they were the small town kind, so they didn’t last very long and they weren’t those big, spectacular ones. Still, it was nice seeing them. It reminded me of a time I wasn’t able to see any – previous town I lived in never did fireworks.
All of my tiredness last month meanwhile died down. The bad thing is, I no longer feel like writing. I did get to three hundred and eighty pages though, so that is cool.
The birds I saved are gone. I’m hoping that meant they finally learned to fly. Still, we don’t have strays running around here… there is a fine for that and such. Thus, things seem to be likely good.
I haven’t seen the girls for half a month now. Oh, well… It isn’t surprising. One, it is summer. Two, they are always freakishly busy during the summer. Three, their lives are quite complicated most of the time. Still, I miss them though.
I also bought two things. They are Christmas gifts admittedly, but by the time December is around the things likely will no longer be sold. At least I got some of that out of the way. I wonder how much it will affect my bank account for this month though…
Well, I guess that is all. I’m not in a writing mood.