Haphazard

[venus_pentacle]

Sick sick sick.
Papers undone.
Annoyed by the abundance of human-folk trafficking in and out and in and out again of my house.
Not drunk on behalf of St. Patrick (not drunk at all).
Dirty clothes mountain, threatening.

But on the upside:
Rubber Soul.
Friday night kicked a whole lot of sweaty, bumpin, grindin ass.
Rome on Friday.

Comments

[heart_of_man]

Boo, I'm sick, too, it stinks! I'm sorry I don't get to see you in Rome, but know that I'm thinking of you and missing you!

[venus_pentacle]

Thanks Maddy! I miss you, too (lots!) and I hope you feel better soon. I'll miss you in Rome--maybe we'll give you a call just to hear your voice if you e-mail us your German cell number.

[crazyquacker13]

Oh jeez, I am sick three.
And the threatening mountain of laundry sounds familiar too.
I had this strange thing happen the other day where the package I sent you got sent back. Not sure why. I'll have to double check the postage and address. But I suddenly realized just how much I miss you. It made me very sad.
Get better!

[venus_pentacle]

Well you should get better, too!

Thanks for thinking of me, even if the postal system is being silly!!

Just to re-affirm, my address here is:

Maggie Milligan
IES Dublin
27/29 Rathmines Road, Lower
Dublin 6
Ireland

I miss you too, PLP! Like whoa.