It hailed earlier, dainty meteors careening off of the tin roof. Almost all of us were almost asleep, but now the lights are on and it's all weddings and lessons on Russian.
If there was a cotton candy dispenser and a pony, my early childhood suppositions about what grown-ups did after we were forced to bed just might be true.
Also, I'm glad I work from home.
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Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Monday, November 5, 2007
Fall Back
Dear Daylight Savings Time,
From hell's heart, I stab at thee; for hate's sake I spit my last breath at thee.
From hell's heart, I stab at thee; for hate's sake I spit my last breath at thee.
Sincerely, K |
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