Monday, December 05, 2005
one of the fish that i bought for the frog to eat is still kicking around. i've started calling him Porkchop.
i woke up at four. but since i went to bed at seven, that was plenty of sleep. at least it was warm in the bedroom last night. i'd love to crawl back under my comforter, but i'd never wake for the six-thirty alarm.
i've been thinking so much about the house and how i miss it. living here just isn't the same. i was hammering my bad of stuck together ice at four-ten, oblivious and uncaring that my neighbors, the Roos might be awakened and wonder what the hell i was hammering at that hour. i think i worry about being too loud all the time. obviously i wasn't worried about it then. i wanted my iced coffee and i did what i had to to get it.
Posted by Lisa ::
5:24 AM ::
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