It is raining ah. gain. How can that even be? Is there really that much available water in the sky? Really? Really?
I am sick of walking in the rain. I am sick of babysitting my wet umbrella on the El so it doesn’t get too close to some other innocent rain victim. I am sick [...]
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Go visit a farmer, or a poet, someone who appreciates you, you stupid rain
Posted in days of the week, mom's italian ice, my excellent sense of style, things that are very hard, walking around, weather on August 27, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Tired, happy, still very pretty
Posted in adventure, drinking coffee, food, holidays and festivities, mom's italian ice, things from Back to the Future, weather, yawning on July 9, 2009 | 2 Comments »
Today I’m tired. It’s been building. This morning I woke up and I looked at my clock and I could not, for the life of me, make my eyes work. I blinked and blinked. Granted, I wasn’t wearing glasses so that may have been part of the problem right there. I could see numbers, but [...]
