12 January 2007

Couch it up, Couchy McCoucherton

A three-day weekend and not a moment too soon. I'm a little cross-eyed from all the running around and doing eleventy-five things at once, so I am hermiting it hard tonight.

Going back to my old ways of drawing the blinds and curling up with some schlocky TV and a pile of neglected knitting and a cat or two. Listening to the hum inside my head. Padding around the house and considering the urgency of new carpeting so as to improve my padding life.

Worrying less about punctuation, expectation, necessitation, and actualization.

Slipping into speculation, giving into sweet temptation, contemplating defenestration.*

*I live in a one-story house.

This might call for cookies.


saucygrrl said...

Cookies?? COOKIES?? This can not be so from someone who doesn't like sweets. (I will bring that up every time missy. I'm just still so shocked that you're not a fan. It's just makes my head spin). And, Dude, I totally want some of your cookies.

You get THREE days off? How is that possible?

rock grrrl said...

It is true that I dio not have much of a sweet tooth. Exceptions include: Peanut M&Ms, Reese's Peanut Butter Cups (refrigerated, of course), and oatmeal raisin cookies.

saucygrrl said...

So why didn't I remember the part where you told me you like oatmeal raisin cookies before? Because I totally bought some slivered almonds to make some of my FAMOUS almond oatmeal raisin cookies. Oh shit. I can't use extracts if I plan on feeding them to you can I? Well I can't eat all of these cookies AND the chocolate peanut butter cupcakes I was going to make for Melissa... damn... damn damn...