Anyway. The lilies that bloomed the other day would be regretting it now, if lilies had regrets. Spring visited for two days, then presumably found something better to do elsewhere. It's raining again, and it's cold.
The oven has been replaced, but too late for dinner, so I had peanut butter, and now I have a headache from eating late and inadequately.
Today was some sort of anniversary I was going to say something about, and now I've completely forgotten what it was. Oh well.
Turning out the lights now.