When is it going to stop?! It's like we're all living on a Newfoundland's tongue. When I went to bed last night, my shoes were sitting on a stack of paper towels.
I feel like I should be scrawling morose poetry over a cup of espresso, lamenting the very moistness of my soul.
Gah, I'm right there with you. We need a desert vacation.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
no subject
Date: 2005-10-13 04:19 pm (UTC)I feel like I should be scrawling morose poetry over a cup of espresso, lamenting the very moistness of my soul.
Gah, I'm right there with you. We need a desert vacation.