Been busy this week. I had lots of coffees in Starbucks, where I overheard a conversation and all I can say is "Move to California ! Become an artist ! You will never regret it " to the old-before-his-time worrier who sat opposite me.
I saw my sister, who has dislocated her ribs again so she can't lift anything or drive very well, but she can't reverse her car anyway, so not a lot of difference there anyway. She also tried to have a shower but the water was cold, its only been 5 years now. She is the funniest person I know, odd-funny, funny-peculiar and funny-haha. She makes me and S laugh uproariously and smile wryly.