| chloe ( @ 2008-01-23 16:55:00 |
a few days ago the world was made of ice. i left my house to go to work and the lawn was frozen solid white, with green tufts sticking out here and there...and the bunnies were nibbling at it. i didn't want to be late so i watched them while i walked and slid down the driveway, my skirt coming up and me sliding down gravelly concrete and ice on bare thighs. my leg was frozen and dirty and bloody and torn. but the bunnies were worth it.
and the next morning as i left for work, there were two bunnies and two squirrels and one raccoon and a whole mess of crow and raven and pigeon and seagull and robin going at our trash like it was christmas. it was like a scene from snow white....with trash. it was sublime.
and today was sunny. such a sad day. i wish the world was ice again. still. always. i wish the sea would freeze and my face were white and red and my breath turned to ice as it left my lips.
i'm on my way to an after-work wine-tasting. i don't want to go, but i signed up for it a few weeks ago. and stephen, i think, made me a special repast. at least, he made a point of asking me what i ate and didn't eat. it seems rude to skip out on it. and who needs free wine? i have a bottle of bourbon and a bottle of peppermint schnapps in my bag! well, i certainly won't drink them together....though....the schnapps was an impulse buy.
i don't want to go to work! even if it's just to drink and eat for free.
i want to read my cheesy victorian/fairytale/magic novel and drink schnapps. or bourbon. or both. and eat pie. and crumpets.
there was a lady bug on my curtain this morning.
and the next morning as i left for work, there were two bunnies and two squirrels and one raccoon and a whole mess of crow and raven and pigeon and seagull and robin going at our trash like it was christmas. it was like a scene from snow white....with trash. it was sublime.
and today was sunny. such a sad day. i wish the world was ice again. still. always. i wish the sea would freeze and my face were white and red and my breath turned to ice as it left my lips.
i'm on my way to an after-work wine-tasting. i don't want to go, but i signed up for it a few weeks ago. and stephen, i think, made me a special repast. at least, he made a point of asking me what i ate and didn't eat. it seems rude to skip out on it. and who needs free wine? i have a bottle of bourbon and a bottle of peppermint schnapps in my bag! well, i certainly won't drink them together....though....the schnapps was an impulse buy.
i don't want to go to work! even if it's just to drink and eat for free.
i want to read my cheesy victorian/fairytale/magic novel and drink schnapps. or bourbon. or both. and eat pie. and crumpets.
there was a lady bug on my curtain this morning.