Oh, I get hungrier by the minute these days. Cold days are
bad diet assistants, not that I am dieting, just saying. I could use a warmer
place to be more productive. Hiding under blankets is killing good hours of
potential work done. My bolster too, why is it snuggling nicely beside me?
“Don’t think so much, come to bed.” You! I’m already in bed! See what I mean, I
am even talking to a bolster. What’s with this need to pee? Walk to the
bathroom. Com’on, you can do it. That’s right, one step at a time. Maybe not,
dang floor is like an ice skating rink surface. Neighbor, stop playing the
musical box composition! That’s like lullaby to my ears. Also, why is this giant
Nutella bottle next to me right now? Goodness, someone save me.
Yay! Someone bought the old printer for $5!
Exordium,
Vonnie S.
Vonnie S.
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