Some Unconscious Mutterings:
- Crankiness :: mornings
- Backpack :: mine did me well on my trip!
- Clone :: clown
- High ground :: sheep on the roof
- Dreams :: nightmares
- Lovingly :: brushing hair
- Mistake :: eh, try again
- Carson :: cresley?
- Errand :: message
- Dozen :: eggs
I’m about to put a pot of soup on, so that I can have warm yummy sound for dinner tonight and so I have food in the fridge for the next couple of days when I can’t be bothered cooking for myself. Two more weeks until Rish gets back.
I don’t wanna go to work tomorrow!
(oh and Lemon ‘V’ tastes like a lemon stoli)
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