I feel like peeling out at one of the stoplights on my way home. Just one of those days. But I really should be responsible and not waste the rear tires… We’ll see. Probably depends what music is playing in my car at the stoplight in question. And whether or not I’m at the front of the pack, which rarely happens.
My office plant is dying. I know nothing about gardening, but I’m taking it home so it’ll be easier for it to receive sunlight and I can put a dish underneath the pot to catch the overflow water. We’ll see how this works. I think if I put it out on the porch and water it sufficiently, it’ll make it. Doesn’t hurt that we need plants back at the apartment, either.
Something inspirational, something deep, something thought-provoking. Today I’m all plagiarism and wading through the oceans of others’ thoughts. I need to do something creative. Hmm. Now that I have the scanner hooked back up to my computer… *insert sound of mental gears turning*
In other news…
green thumbs…
just dont water it too much, that can kill it, too.
Re: green thumbs…
i definitely don’t have green thumbs. every time i try to keep a plant alive, it either dries up, gets over watered, or gets some sort of wierd disease and dies anyway. i think my thumbs are more black…
I put it outside on the front walk, watered it, and poked holes in the soil to aeriate it (I’ve heard you’re supposed to do this). Crossing my fingers for this plant… I don’t want it to die. *sobs*
hey, and they have proven that prayer does indeed help plants grow.
Re: green thumbs…
yeah, they are black because you are a writer (and thus they are covered in ink).