* Co-ed platonic showering as a timesaver and consideration of the options for explaining this delightful, if somewhat awkward, technique to significant others.
* An invasion of my garden by poor taste and poor composting. Also illegal fences.
* Indoor plant placement for the single male, including snake plants
* Office building shenanigans
* A return of certain vices, with regret
Not too far from real life, if a bit more colorful. I blame the terrible chocolate soy dessert I made and not reading before bed.
Lately, I've been making dinner. It has been delicious, you should come over. A few hours after that it is late, and I get inspired to do projects or practice--writing, drawing, gluing things to other things. I know I should just go to bed so that the tomorrow(s) won't be awful, so instead of actually making things, I split the difference and stay up too late doing nothing. Then I am exhausted and pissed off when I wake up and droopy and stupid at work. Apparently I can only be a gettin'-it-done superstar in one arena, and despite the terrible choco-barf I made last night, it seems to be in the kitchen. No one is more surprised than I.
So what should Eye Baggins Jones do with her unruly clock and seasonings?
Oh my, I really don't know!
ReplyDeleteBut seeing that your smartfactor is much higher than mine, because I am degenerated by all kinds of not-reading and time-wasting in the last months, how could I???
BLAB!