On solitude..

Nov 10, 2007 14:58

They took "Postman Pat" off the Saturday line up. First, "Charlie and Lola" was taken away, now this. Bastards.

Second, OMG how it sucks hippo balls when you run away to an art museum in the hopes to find peace and quiet and reverance among canvased poetry.....until you realize tourists have convened enmasse to drain you of any bit of hope you had left. Seriously. Why can't Stonehaven, Scotland, be in waking distance from my house? Huh, huh?

Third, so help me God, if my roomie starts chopping vegetables in the kitchen....

Ooooo...THIS must be one of my what I used to refer to as "24 hour" days, where I'm hypersensitive and hyperaware to the point that the sound of a leaf brushing across the sidewalk is enough of a disturbing noise to make me what to scream.

I have bought a Pumpkin Spice Latte in the hopes that espresso will balance me out.
Previous post Next post
Up