Friday night, B is asleep. I guess we were both pretty beat. There was something in the air this week, something evil and exasperating, and it made all kinds of things go wrong or seem difficult. Why, I wonder, or what, was it. I only hope it's run its course.
Now I'm off to read sonnets until I'm sleepy.
1 comment:
hey you'll wear the shirt in the pic-- but not include us in your "other links"? what up?
im sure just an oversight
i need help or my bidness is going under
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