the bathroom ceiling started leaking again late last night. not just drips, but great globs of plaster that came splatting down onto the cracked tile floor. immediately after that zeke began scratching at his chin and howling (he’s got this self-inflicted wound on his chin that won’t heal and necessitates many expensive trips to the vet). i did something rare: i put my head in my hands and left andy to deal with both problems.

on a happier note, today makes two years that andy and i have been together. since all of my long-term relationships in the past have seemed to peter out somewhere just before the two year mark, i feel as though this were an auspicious sign.