too many words by laura lemay

there's an ugly welt

One of the nice things about working at home is that if I get bored, or start getting eyestrain, or just can’t stand writing about rpm anymore, I can go outside and weed the garden for a while.

Which is what I was doing this afternoon when a big nettle crept up out of nowhere and smacked me on the arm.

Ow. Dammit.

OK! rpm good!