Today I didn't get out of bed until 11:30 am. I cannot remember the last time that happened. I don't know what's with me today. I've done nothing except finish the Rick Bragg book, research him online, browse my blog archives with a cat draped across my shoulders and (randomly) wish Elise was here
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You've gota teach Methyl and Jackson how to do the wash and the dishes. With Jackson's one 'arm' maybe the wash should be his.
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you know what? i have been thinking of you a lot lately. i have started and saved drafts of at least 3 emails to you. And then i found your comments and was surprised (and not surprised) i miss you!
REmember harmonizing worship songs in your kitchen with guitar and then staying silent for a few secs because it was so beautiful?
Or the oranges! i put the bag you gave me on my bureau in my dorm-room, so when things got unbearable i'd take an orange out and remember that life could be really sweet. HA
i agree with the anonymous commenter, about blank lazy days being good sometimes. Especially for you :)
Ha i was thinking of a physics lab memory with Dr. Rutledge, measuring laser beams. "1.2 centimeters" I'd say and then you'd take another look: "Let me see" and then, "Actually it's 1.99999987 centimeters"
Beck, love you, always will. And now to figure out who this Bragg's guy is....(i've been reading "Gilead" ... REALLY good book to add to your collection.)
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