Tuesdays...
1/7/03 12:32 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alasanon...begin an hour early some weeks. This Tuesday is going to return to the pattern established, however. I'm going to get up and shower and run to the bus and catch it and go to work and hate it and go to that house-ity-house and watch Buffy and things will be better after I get off work.
Perhaps they'll even remember to pay me?
I bought some truly astounding pants today. I would put them on, but the cat is firmly attached to my lap, claws out and all, and I don't want to disturb her.
...Upon some fragile reflection, there are some things I wanted to talk about, but I seem to have forgotten precisely what they were. Thus, rather than expounding further about nothing and nothing-in-particular, I shall go off and pretend that I've actually got something to say.
Some nights just seem so empty, you know, when you've had a good time and had to end it sooner than you would have liked.
But that's an entire other tale, and better saved for another time.
Perhaps they'll even remember to pay me?
I bought some truly astounding pants today. I would put them on, but the cat is firmly attached to my lap, claws out and all, and I don't want to disturb her.
...Upon some fragile reflection, there are some things I wanted to talk about, but I seem to have forgotten precisely what they were. Thus, rather than expounding further about nothing and nothing-in-particular, I shall go off and pretend that I've actually got something to say.
Some nights just seem so empty, you know, when you've had a good time and had to end it sooner than you would have liked.
But that's an entire other tale, and better saved for another time.
