Old...Like The Scrape Of Dead Leaves On A Midnight Street...
It becomes more and more obvious that I am getting older. Today, fifteen minutes before the end of my last block test, all I could think about was how exciting it was going to be to finally CLEAN UP my pigsty of an apartment.
(8.8)
(Note the eye-baggies. FYI, an excellent place to keep loose change.)
The only thing that will comfort me is ice-cream for dinner, a steady diet of the episodes I've been missing of Avatar and a quick read of Terry Pratchett's newest Wee Free Men adventure.
And a clean apartment. Dammit.
(8.8)
(Note the eye-baggies. FYI, an excellent place to keep loose change.)
The only thing that will comfort me is ice-cream for dinner, a steady diet of the episodes I've been missing of Avatar and a quick read of Terry Pratchett's newest Wee Free Men adventure.
And a clean apartment. Dammit.