Not a creature was stirring, not even a puppy July 27, 2005
After being up for half the night with Finn, Mark is sleeping.
After being up half the night keeping Mark up, Finn is sleeping.
After being shut in the laundry to eat their breakfast, pusscats are sitting on their beds looking pissed off.
After being let out to pretend they were having a wee, puppies are sitting on couches, pretending to sleep.
And me? After SMSing and emailing various people to tell them I won’t be at work today, I’m sitting here wondering just how and which variety of ill I think I am.
Geez life is exciting…
Do you think Santa will arrive to finish things on a high note?
Some times it’s hard to choose which variety of ill we are. Some times we just are and it doesn’t seem to have a genus. Hope you feel better soon, or at least better about it.