Some Days are Stones
January 31st, 2006Today wasn’t great. My afternoon lesson bombed. They were bored to death and hated the reading. Our grad class was cancelled—professor sick. A nice thing in some ways, but I’ve been missing my pals, and I wanted to see their smiling faces.
Right now it’s 7:30 p.m., and I’m in bed, because I’m looking forward to this day just being over. Mia climbed up and got under the covers, and then about ten minutes later, Linus hopped up next to me. Mia began growling and hissing from her invisible hiding place under the covers, and she has not stopped. It is as if the linens are unhappy with us. Isn’t it, Linus? (He totally doesn’t care.)
February 1st, 2006 at 3:35 am
You just got roll with those stones. And a Linus helps.