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You can't get rid of me that easy. I know I'm a bad blogger. My laptop got sick and I can't upload any photos till it gets fixed.
Last month, Sherlock passed away. I was going to write a blog post about her, how amazing she was, but just the thought of it made me want to curl up and sob for hours. So, let me say this. Sherlock was my Best Friend for 17 years, No matter what happened, she was there for me. I trusted her so much, which I'm sure seems rather foolish to you. She never once scratched me, altho when she was getting in a tizzy, she would nip. I used to hold her and put her paws on my face and she would just let me. When i was little, I would dress her up. She was the most patient cat I've ever met. At least with me. She treated me differently then other humans. It isn't something I can describe, but if you ever had met you, you would know. She hated to be held, but would sit next to me and let me scratch her till she grew bored and wandered off. I loved her completely, and will miss her forever.

I have a lot to share with you, but I have no idea where to start! So, short version. I srsly messed up my ankle, can barely walk, and, I can't spin. I have this lovely fingering weight yarn halfway spun up, and i can't finish it. Poor Ella hasn't been touched in over a month. I turned 22, somewhat in shock because I have gone 22 years without serious hospitalization. My parents gave me some books and DVD's. I knitted a hat with yarn I spun. Actually, I knit it several times since I was unhappy with how it looked, so I kept frogging it. I read a ton of books. There was Easter, where I got 7 kinds of cheese and some really good chocolate from my parents, along with some books and DVD's and some pink things (mom, I mean, The Easter Bunny did a pink presents theme this year). i went to the first library book sale of the year, where i got some really great reads , and today, it was 91. I found a bumblebee in my bed. I couldn't kill it (see blog name for reason. ok, it isn't really a reason, but I can't kill a bee for no other reason then it somehow got into my room) so I grabbed a glass and tossed it out my window. Where it came back a few minutes later trying to get in. Not the smartest one in the hive. Did I mention it was 91? going from snow to 91 in less then a week is just cruel and heartless. I shall now spend the next 6 months bitching about the heat.