Dionysus' Saturday Night Fever
Yesterday was full of adventures.
I saved a wholly mammoth (henceforth "Cudyllbwyd") from a hawk.
I napped with a squirrel.
Drank coffee outside and imagined myself sharing thoughts with Camus at an Algerian cafe while my real company discussed
Amber and I were accosted at a bookstore by a pregnant woman peddling Tupac CDs.
Weathered a nasty storm but escaped unscathed except for a few small cuts and a slight headache.
This morning:
Woke up and bit my girlfriend on the arm.
Drank coffee on the steps to the building. A dog visited me.
Been sticking mailing labels on about 250 envelopes since 10am.
I'm way to young to have arthritis like this.
I saved a wholly mammoth (henceforth "Cudyllbwyd") from a hawk.
I napped with a squirrel.
Drank coffee outside and imagined myself sharing thoughts with Camus at an Algerian cafe while my real company discussed
Amber and I were accosted at a bookstore by a pregnant woman peddling Tupac CDs.
Weathered a nasty storm but escaped unscathed except for a few small cuts and a slight headache.
This morning:
Woke up and bit my girlfriend on the arm.
Drank coffee on the steps to the building. A dog visited me.
Been sticking mailing labels on about 250 envelopes since 10am.
I'm way to young to have arthritis like this.