Thursday, January 22, 2004
I wish that I could say that my silence has the been the result of a hectic worklife, or some unbelievable "Alias" type adventure involving guns and intrigue and gorgeous spies running through Europe, or that I met the man of my dreams and rushed off to Fiji to elope in a romantic sunset ceremony. But, no, sadly, I can only say that the past few weeks have involved only rejection, small crying children(in a strictly non-Michael Jackson sort of way) and mind-blowing amounts of tv, shopping and chocolate.
I have become rather adept at dreaming up complicated, romantic schemes to get out of this horrible rut. I have yet to figure out how to follow through on a single one.
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I have become rather adept at dreaming up complicated, romantic schemes to get out of this horrible rut. I have yet to figure out how to follow through on a single one.
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