Just me

Sitting home today and tomorrow with two damn lost days of work because of some unknown spontaneous allergic reaction to some unknown source. Left eye is swollen nearly shut, red rash on neck, arms and left side of face and feeling like Quazimodo right now. Itchy as all hell and bored out of my mind so here I am writing. My cats are sound asleep respectively one on my pillow on my bed and the other on her towel that she claimed weeks ago on a table. They are both very sweet but not much for company each dead out asleep. I bet if I jingled the toy they love they would wake up. it is overcast outside with the promise of rain. I would love a good thunderstorm they fire my imagination to write. I never gave much in the way of an introduction here so here it is in a nutshell. Born and raised in Brooklyn, NY the eldest of 4 kids, half Italian and half Russian decent which makes me hot blooded and stubborn all the way around thanks mom and dad. I have written short stories and poetry since I was able to write a written word and hold a pen. Other than that I am occasionally schizophrenic of my own design of it and jokingly bipolar or so I have been told. My current extreme love is Canada for recreational visits and it's multitude of brilliant singers. Everything else will come to light one way or another in time...