Wednesday, September 21, 2005
Jumbled
I was sitting here with this big blank space, and I'm still rather tired, not woken up, trying to figure out what I wanted to write about today: the waiter last night, Dave Grohl, the new tv season, silliness at work, insaneness of a former workplace, you know, the general swirling maelstrom.
Then, I felt a nudge.
I looked down.
Aw. I'd much rather pet my dog. So I made her pose and told myself you'd understand. Pretty Polly just sneaks up sometimes and makes me want to play hooky & skip everything!

Then, I felt a nudge.
I looked down.
Aw. I'd much rather pet my dog. So I made her pose and told myself you'd understand. Pretty Polly just sneaks up sometimes and makes me want to play hooky & skip everything!


posted by PlazaJen, 7:10 AM
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