hm. hm. hm. i have my heart set on staying in tonight. maybe going to B&N to browse books. maybe renting a movie (doubtful unless someone else's home is involved). but i'm stuck in a naples bubble of south street reggae and paddy's--and it's making me cringe a little. a lot.
it's chilly outside. the spider web has been back up. the kitchen is mostly clean, but not completely. i found myself starting this post with absolutely nothing to say. i'm in pjs. i'm a lil' turd. i think i'm going to read myself into a nap. kick salad out of my luscious bed and curl up in me covers and her fur coat, left all over my covers.
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