| 06 April 2004 05:52 | slightly sunnier, slightly warmer |
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my head is stuffed up and so is my chest and there is a yowling orange-and-white cat outside my door who will bonk my head with his when i go to brush my teeth. i need to: put on some clothes, walk the dog, feed the animals, make sure the trash is out, clean the litterboxes, brush my teeth, take a shower, get dressed for work, earn a living, get my head examined (no, really). then i will sleep some more. someday, i will not feel like someone has filled my head with rubber cement while i slept. i'm sure of it. to celebrate slightly sunnier, slightly warmer weather, i have been listening to the rushmore soundtrack over and over again. love, might |