Wednesday, May 04, 2005 Heart so free and like a feather
Soon, I'll be asleep, but first I'll stay up and wait for the laundry to finish, so that I can have clean clothes for work tomorrow.
I couldn't even come up with a cute story about pets as I had previously threatened. I sure as damn am not up for digging up other stories tonight.
When I look back at my life a couple years ago, I get mad, and I don't want to be mad! Who does? How unpleasant! There is only so much one-damn-thing-after-another that I can remember. It blurs together into one solid mass of What was I thinking?
Let's never think about it again. OK, we won't. How's your night going? Just fine, and yours?
My favorite stories to tell used to be shaggy dog stories. I liked to explain a million ins and outs to whoever was listening. I liked jokes that dragged on and on to one dumb punchline and made people groan.
Now I like to keep it brief, and I like to keep it light. A happened, then B happened, then C happened. Helium and iceberg lettuce. posted by Frenz | 5/04/2005 01:01:00 AM
0 comments
|
