09.11.02 I was so silly at lunch today... I blew on his furry belly and ate cold spaghetti straight out of the tupperware. But that was earlier and this is later... So here I am, in the front foyer as the smell of garbage & dirty boxer shorts greeted my nose. I could see the dirty dishes piled in the sink, the table, the counter, even the big dirty pots the floor. And I almost cried. Funny how my mood changes with the passing hours. Dammit. ****** And my mama's (at least I don't call her "mayhmee") birthday party / grandpa's complaining session starts at 7... I won't make it through the night without a drink. |
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