Wednesday, April 05, 2006

Prose

Long day.
Very sore eyes. Too much computer use. And allergy season is approaching.
And dust. Always dust.

Beast is in Denver this week.

He hopes to be home before the weather goes to hell tomorrow.

My mood sucks tonight. Not sure why.
I feel like I need to work Saturday to try to make some sense out the stacks of stuff.
But I also need to do stuff around the house.

Here I sit in the recliner watching "Psychic Detectives" on Court TV. I'll have some more fabulous dreams tonight.


Something's gotta give.

Can I go on a monastic retreat now?

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