Saturday, December 30, 2006
in case i forget this later,
remind me.
my dad's upstairs playing blues guitar accompaniment to the radio. my mom is taking her insomniac's late evening nap with grey cat I on her lap (grey cat II is on my unmade bed next to a half-finished collection of margaret atwood stories). i'm headed to town tomorrow to spend some hours with my favorite people and then see a rock show with some more of my favorite people, in the audience and on stage. i have a glass of wine, i have a pantry full of canned food, and, if necessary, i believe i would be fine with the status quo (missing the monkey notwithstanding; he flew out yesterday) for the forseeable future. today, the grass is green green green on this side.
my dad's upstairs playing blues guitar accompaniment to the radio. my mom is taking her insomniac's late evening nap with grey cat I on her lap (grey cat II is on my unmade bed next to a half-finished collection of margaret atwood stories). i'm headed to town tomorrow to spend some hours with my favorite people and then see a rock show with some more of my favorite people, in the audience and on stage. i have a glass of wine, i have a pantry full of canned food, and, if necessary, i believe i would be fine with the status quo (missing the monkey notwithstanding; he flew out yesterday) for the forseeable future. today, the grass is green green green on this side.
