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threeplusfire) wrote2001-09-26 10:33 pm
threeplusfire) wrote2001-09-26 10:33 pm
lay me down
Came home and discovered my genius roommate left a glass of water on the table for her unruly cat to knock over. Narrowly missed Melynda's laptop. Brilliant. If the computer had been damaged, it would have been a race to see which of us killed her first.
Worried a bit about Melynda, something is going on. I'll talk to her tomorrow afternoon.
My hips ache from a long day at work. Much rearranging of cookbooks and and the display table. I like the cookbook section. Of all the work I do, it's the only part that makes me really happy. The cookbooks are my friends.
Craig made us sing "Holka Modrooka" today.
Think I'll watch the news on mute, and put on a cd. I listened to Appetite for Destruction in my car, today and yesterday. Perfect music for the bright clear air. I turn it up loud and sing along, because I still know all those words. A part of me, that music.
Patrick sent me an Edith Wharton book I've not seen before. French Ways and Their Meaning. She spent a great deal of time as an ex-pat, so it's probably quite interesting.
I shouldn't stay up too late but I probably will anyways, because I'm just like that. So much I want to do, so little time, so little money. *sigh* I feel like a sigh, all drawn out with the ache.
Worried a bit about Melynda, something is going on. I'll talk to her tomorrow afternoon.
My hips ache from a long day at work. Much rearranging of cookbooks and and the display table. I like the cookbook section. Of all the work I do, it's the only part that makes me really happy. The cookbooks are my friends.
Craig made us sing "Holka Modrooka" today.
Think I'll watch the news on mute, and put on a cd. I listened to Appetite for Destruction in my car, today and yesterday. Perfect music for the bright clear air. I turn it up loud and sing along, because I still know all those words. A part of me, that music.
Patrick sent me an Edith Wharton book I've not seen before. French Ways and Their Meaning. She spent a great deal of time as an ex-pat, so it's probably quite interesting.
I shouldn't stay up too late but I probably will anyways, because I'm just like that. So much I want to do, so little time, so little money. *sigh* I feel like a sigh, all drawn out with the ache.