You know that point you reach when the book you're reading is too boring to read, your knitting too tedious to knit, and eating and breathing is a terrible chore? Yep. I'm at that point. I know I want or need something, but I don't know what. I don't know if it is person, place, thing or activity. But I do know that until I figure it out, I plan to indulge myself in a splendid case of the sulks.
Monday, June 05, 2006
Please do not disburb
You know that point you reach when the book you're reading is too boring to read, your knitting too tedious to knit, and eating and breathing is a terrible chore? Yep. I'm at that point. I know I want or need something, but I don't know what. I don't know if it is person, place, thing or activity. But I do know that until I figure it out, I plan to indulge myself in a splendid case of the sulks.
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Poor Koko!
Dear Koko,
Is there anything that I can do to cheer you up?
Love
-aao
oh, is that why there is a bookmark halfway through every book on my shelf . . .and there's a cupboard full of half-knit projects?
Gee, I can't relate at all. :)
Poor me, indeed...And Mrs. Peeps leaves tomorrow for 10 days, not that I will really notice much difference as I haven't seen her much anyway in the past couple of weeks...
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