There's yarn, and a general air of apathy. Roommates are out at their friends place. I'm supposed to be working, seeing as we're all broke and unemployed (how unusual.) Is it possible to be "in love" with someone and not like their friends? at all? Is it reasonable to be dating someone under those circumstances? Or is it indicative of un-mesh-able personalities? This isn't love. I just finished "Corelli's Mandolin," so must wax tragic. How is everyone? I'll check back in an hour or two. I think it is a good time for some solitary drinking. upscale-ish, expensive-ish bar, or sleazy, noisy punk-rock dive? They're only two doors apart. I need some better wall art. We have this nifty 70's print on the bedroom door. Two nude models covered in body paint against a bubble-looking background. very dark. not the right place, I know. |
How the hell have you been.And what,we only get to hear from you when you're unemployed?WTF? I'll have 3 tacos,x-tra salsa,please. |
CZ are you at the looney bin tonight? Quiet here, writing. Mot Odnal have one for the old gorrilla. |
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