I frosted my cake but didn’t even have a slice. I had a few licks of frosting. I miss Mickey. I’m going to bed.
Archives for May 23, 2003
Miserable
MiserableHere I sit in my sad little home. David has thrown himself into bed, I think for the night. Misty is in the hall. Charlie’s MIA — probably under a tablecloth somewhere. It’s too quiet. At about 6:00, I received…
I made it into work today…
I made it into work today. With the three-day weekend coming up, I think I can tough out one day here. Looking back at my last two blog entries, it’s apparent that much happened between “I do think we’ll be…