I slept until nearly noon today, and woke up feeling a lot better about everything- including myself- than I have in the past few days. My dreams were of Comox and buying new computers and all of my family living under the same roof.
This afternoon will be dedicated to consoling a friend through sappy movies and copious amounts of chocolate. And by "consoling", I mean "letting her cry". And by "letting her cry", I mean "making that fit grammatically is damn near impossible and I'm not going to try".
[.. And then I think I might have a date tonight.]
Anyway, I just made delicious spaghetti. Who wants some?
This afternoon will be dedicated to consoling a friend through sappy movies and copious amounts of chocolate. And by "consoling", I mean "letting her cry". And by "letting her cry", I mean "making that fit grammatically is damn near impossible and I'm not going to try".
[.. And then I think I might have a date tonight.]
Anyway, I just made delicious spaghetti. Who wants some?
I slept until 4:30p on Saturday. But, I guess that is what not going to bed until 9a will do to you. Thank you insomnia!
Have a good week if I don't talk to you and we will catch up soon! Peace!