Today has been a long day.

Mar 11, 2005 16:02

Is it over yet? I want to go home so much, but time isn't just dragging along. It's pulling itself by its arms with two broken legs and a severe case of narcolepsy; it's a hair's breadth away from being comatose.

Oh crud. Today I admitted to someone that sometimes I forget my own age; I just don't think of it much, but then I stopped and DID think of it. Crud. Crud crud crud crud crud. I don't suppose I could have a few years back? Oh pwetty pwease?

Outside my house the snow falls like something from the kind of film where they just ran out of fake snow and have just gone over to throwing white feathers in front of a wind machine, the wind howls like an asthmatic banshee, and some people just knocked at the door trying to sell me insurance.

It's only March, and I'm already trying to figure out where 2005 went.[...] I wish I could Buy Time -- just write a cheque, and a few days later a brown cardboard box would arrive at the door containing three months (along with an extra bonus sunny weekend for being a good customer)
-Neil Gaiman
Why the quote? Because I just liked it.

brainfuzz

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