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Sound;
Freezing rain dripping off the eaves by the window.
Sight; Ice on everything.
Taste; I learned my lesson a long time ago about eating icicles that formed on structures. Tastes like a dog's ass.
Touch; Adam has had a fire going all day so I'm sweaty. Maybe that should go under smell.
Smell; See above.
January 29,
2000
My King and I
Nothing to give
today. Though I'm not taking from anyone so it's fair. I have been a vast
wasteland anti-productivity.
We had a foot long icicle outside of window next to the couch today. We
watched it's growth until it got too large and fell. It bore a strong
resemblance to a dildo.
Adam is on his way to pick up our Thai food. I can't handle more than
the red chicken cury. Adam gets the green Thai Hot.
I've tried to eat his once. I would've danced a jig naked to have gotten
doused with ice-water after one bite.
I spoke with Katie and made sure that there wasn't any anger left over
from us cancelling this weekend. Funny enough, the same ice storm that
started here last night hit them this afternoon. She knows exactly why
we couldn't go anywhere. Adam and I were laughing our asses off at the
Atlanta Police cars sliding into one another...even the polices officers
couldn't walk on the sidewalk...they showed clips of them falling on the
news. I love the sort of thing. Not that I want anyone hurt, I just think
those in authority should be reminded of their own humanity every once
in awhile. Being laughed at on the 6 o'clock news will doing it everytime.
This was my horoscope for this weekend. Suprisingly accurate.
I also sat down and drew Adam's valentine card this afternoon. He's already seen it, but he doesn't know that it's for his card. I'm not sure what we'll do this year. We've had a ritual up until last year when we would've rather had the money. We may do the same thing this year. He asked me if I wanted anything and I told him I wanted a Red Wings jersey. I'm a hopeless romantic.
I'll most likely make it an early evening again tonight, I'm not sure where all of my energy is going these days. I used to never allow myself to fall asleep on the sofa, now it's an everyday occurance. I'm still late to work almost everyday as well. Thanks god no one notices.
Awwww damn, the power just flickered. I was supernaturally lucky last weekend when that storm hit. I am hoping against hope that we don't get the shaft tonight. I am seem like a big toddler when I say so, but it scares me. I'm going to round up candles as soon as I finish here.
I think a cup of Godiva chocolate cocoa is in order, I received a container of it for Christmas, and could never afford it myself. I will say, without a doubt, that it is the most scrumdidlyumptous cocoa on the face of God's Green Earth. So, I'm off to surround myself with the scent of overpriced Pier 1 candles.Fresh Rain is the best.
We'll be fine, whatever the sky drops on us this weekend.
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