Monday, December 12, 2005

Drained.

Wow, I had such hopes for writing thoughts down tonight: about how a day doesn't pass where I don't marvel at the wonderous things available to us thanks to Criterion. About gingersnaps, how they've supplanted tollhouse cookies as my favorites and how I came across my best ever recipe for them. About the Tufts students being good neighbors during and after the Friday storm.

Have all sorts of things I want to talk about, but just can't keep my head from nodding and my eyes from blinking. Guess I should just brush my teeth, comb my hair and go to bed.

Sigh, and it's only 8:30 pm. Maybe will feel better tomorrow.

8 comments:

Meade said...

It's tomorrow. Hope you're feeling much better.

Be said...

(snort) Am not feeling worse, anyways.

nappy40 said...

That's good news.

Be said...

Nappy! How are YOU holding up?!

nappy40 said...

Excellently. Thanks for asking.

Be said...

Well...I wonder. Just don't want to pry is all. Am hoping that stuff's falling into place nicely.

nappy40 said...

Yes. For now anyway.

Be said...

GOOD.