Pacific Time
When my husband clean the white porcelain sink in the bathroom, I placed the thick, plastic toothbrush folder with brightly colored tropical fish next to the polished faucets. Only two toothbrushes stood with their used brush heads. Only two. Only two plates for dinner. Only two towels hung to dry on the bathroom door. Only two pair of shoes by the front door. Only two walking in and out the front door. Only two in front of the television. We have only two now.
We live in a world of only two.
Time-traveling is funny. And the Doctor’s right: traveling without a box is rough. On the flight from Houston to Portland, I watched the beginning of tonight’s NCIS episode (after watching the new Star Trek movie and The Proposal movie). After deplaning (which I can’t believe didn’t even come up in my Word spell check), we hopped aboard to Red Line into Portland. We swapped to the free trolley after a block walk. We ordered pizza. I tried to find mouthwash (you always forget something, don’t you?). We have eaten pizza, drank soda, and taken this week’s quiz for my college course. Now, I sit in bed and watch tonight’s NCIS episode.
Time-travel is funny. Oh, and I picked up bananas in the lobby of our hotel. Our hotel is lindas_hell's wet dream. I know for a fact she would want me to steal the coffee table and the track lighting over the bar.
My computer clock says 11:17pm. The clock on my nightstand says 8:17pm. I need me some Gallifreyian blood in me to handle this.
We live in a world of only two.
Time-traveling is funny. And the Doctor’s right: traveling without a box is rough. On the flight from Houston to Portland, I watched the beginning of tonight’s NCIS episode (after watching the new Star Trek movie and The Proposal movie). After deplaning (which I can’t believe didn’t even come up in my Word spell check), we hopped aboard to Red Line into Portland. We swapped to the free trolley after a block walk. We ordered pizza. I tried to find mouthwash (you always forget something, don’t you?). We have eaten pizza, drank soda, and taken this week’s quiz for my college course. Now, I sit in bed and watch tonight’s NCIS episode.
Time-travel is funny. Oh, and I picked up bananas in the lobby of our hotel. Our hotel is lindas_hell's wet dream. I know for a fact she would want me to steal the coffee table and the track lighting over the bar.
My computer clock says 11:17pm. The clock on my nightstand says 8:17pm. I need me some Gallifreyian blood in me to handle this.