Hermitage

Oct 05, 2006 21:25

I didn't realize it was possible to be more of a hermit than I was before, but dude...I have taken this hermit thing to unabomber like levels.
If the unabomber had pets.
I talk to my pets more than I talk to humans. And the kicker? I like it.
I love my little house in the ghetto, I love that my pets are totally settled and doing awesome.
I love that I have a stove that doesn't blow monkey chunks, and an oven that, you know, gets hot. I can COOK things, like actual things. Tomorrow? I'm baking an apple pie. Or two.
Right now? I've got a book and two dogs in my bed, diet coke on my side table (waiting until after I finish my hot apple cider) and a giant fluffy quilt, and yes, its 9:30 on a thursday night...and, dude, I'm thrilled.
Granted my life is shit and I can't pay any of my bills, but, I'm snuggled under a quilt, with both my puppies sound asleep (we went running for like an hour and they're sort of unconcious...in the good way)
Also? Cute boy at work? Totally flirts with me a lot.
How can somethings be so cool and other things, like...finances be such totally shit?
Previous post Next post
Up