Well, tequila is a harsh mistress, apparently. And drunkblogging not exactly the best method of articulation. Things found behind monitor: kitten, earring.
Today my car has a flat tire, Katie is at school all day, and I am stuck at home. Perhaps this is a good opportunity to force myself to write. Or to cheer up. It's 9:30 am and I've already had pills and two cups of coffee, so this is about as good as it gets moodwise.
How about a list of funny blogs that I look at:
Le sigh. The day wears on, I carry glasses to the sink, shower, take out the trash. The world moves beyond the window, I watch it, slowly, slowly. Listen to old music and consider.
