Monday, March 01, 2004

although my 'nails scratching blackboard' tic is the sound of cardboard ripping...

i must say, the feeling of utter hopelessness can be found with pruned hands (from washing dishes) and touching fleece. 'ouch' cannot describe it.

insert existential questions about becoming a house-wife here...

 

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