I know on average, blog's are meant to share the more joyous happenings in life...but I can't lie, I've had better evenings. Perhaps it was the last roll of TP that kicked it off. Oh, how they disappear so quickly...Then, there's the perpetually unorganizable (if that's even a word) spots that seem to lurk around every corner of my apartment...(oooh, suddenly I feel so exposed).
After belly achin' a bit, I cracked open a cold beer, put a sweet Gillian Welch CD on repeat, fetched a mighty din-din and reminded myself I have tomorrow off. Suddenly, all seemed right with the world. Even when the yoke splits...
1 comment:
i think there's definately a therapeutic aspect of blogging. thanks for the honest rundown of an evening. i felt pretty relieved when i realized i didn't have work tomorrow too. wish i could join you for a coffee in the morning.
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