bonny!! I keep remembering to call you only when I can't call you. So good to see your pixels. Take it as easy on yourself as you possibly can. I think about you every day.

I didn't get all done I wanted to tonight, but I emptied the dishwasher, loaded it, handwashed the rest, folded a bunch of clothes, put stuff on my calendar, and Frontlined all three animals. That'll do, pig.

Huh. I appear to be slowly gathering something of a photography following on Twitter.

Sheeeit, no. Bitches don't die that easily.

I think I need a tattoo of this.

Bonny! So glad to see you back, and I am so sorry you have been so ill.

You're a nice person, and you'll do something nice for people down the road. Not like payback to the peeps that helped you, per se; just being nice generally breeds. Don't worry about that; focus on feeling better.

You can't be nice unless you feel well, so rest up and the niceness will take care of itself.

I fully believe in spurts of nice, buffered by healthy bouts of insular crankiness.

I fully believe in spurts of nice, buffered by healthy bouts of insular crankiness.

This I can manage.

Hey, smonster...I've been thinking of you too. Congrats on the new gig...adventure...and life. I predict it will be awesome. Good on ya!

It's all about balance, babe.

Let me help you with that resume, and have a cookie. Now fuck off for a while.

I am pissed at one of my profs. It's an online class and in one of the discussion threads on the class thread I posted, "blah blah blah rules of grammer" blah blah valid point blah."

My PROF, replies with "blah blah blah rules like grammar (not grammer, Aimee!) blah blah I'm a douchebag blah."

WTF dude? It's a freaking BLOG POST. There is no spell check, it was a simple mistake in spelling, and WTF in general.

And in the VERY NEXT POST, a classmate writes "blah blah blah cannons of writing blah" and he says NOTHING. He replies and spells canons the proper way for this posting, but doesn't correct her.

I know I'm already predisposed to not liking this dude cause I'm having other issues with him, but jeebus that sucked.

Welcome back, bonny! We missed you. That was a very lovely note, and I am wishing you all the best health.

Your story reminded me of Marianne Faithful's excellent biography. She said that she didn't learn trust growing up, or being a pop star or dating Mick Jagger. But when she was a homeless junkie, living on a wall in London for several years she learned that other people could be benevolent and would be kind to her and take care of her.

Sometimes when you are laid low you can find that kindness in the world.

bonny, it is good to see you posting, and I am so glad to hear that you are starting to feel better.

I have no idea how I am going to get up early tomorrow to babysit, but I suppose it should involved going to be soon. Night, Bitches!

Sometimes when you are laid low you can find that kindness in the world.

Absolutely this.

It isn't that I didn't know the people in my life were good folk, but the incredible depth of their generosity is staggering.

My oldest friend in town...we've drifted into different lives. He has two small kids, etc.

He called, seeming a bit hurt that he had to hear about my struggle from a neighbor. Honestly, it never occurred to me to trouble him.

We talked about how I am uninsured and the hospital bills are going to be rough. Completely unbidden, he said, "Well, I'm going to pay your October rent." Just like that.

People are amazing.