Monday, January 24, 2011

cats away, mice will play

I wish I weren't too tired to play.
Or drink.

I am dreaming of room service.  maid service.  stillness.  quietness. 

Ahhh.  If only England was on central standard time zone, I would phone at the noisiest times of the day.  When tantrums are high.  And patience is low.  Ahhhh.

I miss this...

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