2003-05-09 - 8:45 a.m.
To those who've expressed concern about my need to post the cummings poem yesterday - thanks. I'm much better now. The cummings poem almost means too much to be used in such a cheap venue. But it always makes me feel better.
If anyone's interested, here's how the day's going: my brand new pants have popped off their button (no, not due to my tummy!). My body has f*^#ing rejected the chinese food from last night. I slept about four hours. And I'm in the best mood. I am one lucky woman.
Miss Kitty decided to wake me up at 4:30 a.m. this morning. Clearly this was punishment for not coming home until 9:30 p.m. or so. My cat may be tiny, but she's not dumb. Thanks, Katze, for making sure that along with needing a haircut and a decent meal, I now have bags under my eyes. Photos, anybody?
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