Also in my cupboard, I have a can of Thai Kitchen organic coconut milk. Why? What was I thinking?
Doesn’t that woman across the hall from me ever get tired of talking so loud? And she’s got a boyfriend in there living with her. At least I’m not in the same room with the loudmouth.
Next time I go to the library, I want to pick up some books by Jim Shepard and Leah Hager Cohen—two writers I have never read. So many writers—so little time.
I’m running out of room for my books. Somehow I’ve got to figure out a way to get more shelf space for them.
I wish season three of “House of Cards” was here already.
The new season of “Mad Men” will be here soon and I’m finding myself not caring as much about it as I once did.
Why do so many people want to do away from the penny? I like pennies.
I haven’t talked on my cell phone in days.
I haven’t been in the CityBeat offices in over a year. There’s no need to. Writers can just “mail (email) it in,” but I should probably go and make an appearance soon so everyone there can pretend like they’re glad to see me.
That woman across the hall is starting to get on my nerves. She needs to shut the hell up.
I’m thinking about not washing dishes today. I think about not doing them almost every day but every day I end up washing them.
I’ll make my bed after breakfast. Breakfast will be a fried egg.
Altoids Smalls Sugarfree Mints has redesigned the cover on their tins. I like the old design better.
I’m very sure I’ve written posts like this before but when you’re blogging, you’re bound sooner or later to repeat yourself. That’s just going to happen and I don’t think anybody really cares about that, including me.
I’m going to go kill the loudmouth woman across the hall, then I’m going to fry my egg and then make my bed—in that order.
(Graphic from therecoveringpolitician.com)