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We finished putting up the wire in the covered porch last weekend and it’s been warm enough to sleep with the door open a crack. fred gets to go in and out in the night, and it seems to keep him quiet. he spends his time spying on squirrels and bees. In the morning, our bedroom is cold and smells of lilac. The bushes are in full bloom and the smell is wonderful. Yesterday, while gardening, I kept pushing the blossoms into my face. I am bloody and scratched from hacking at the thicket of thorns beside the deck, but I can still smell those lilacs.
i need to go buy some exterior paint to do the floor of the porch. then i need an outdoor rug, and some furniture.
LaTeR, iN aNoThEr PaRt Of ToWn
bateman got a bit ill last night. i hope it passes by today. i think he’s dehydrated. we have been working in the sun and not drinking much. that’ll make anyone nauseaus. one more day of gardening and then it’s back to hair and houses for the week. how very suburban we are.
LaTeR, iN aNoThEr PaRt Of ToWn
if anyone’s counting, it’s now been 6 months and still nothing from edward. i’m really pissed, and yet, not? tim tells me it’s likely the girlfriend’s fault. and while i realize that, it aggrivates me that 17 years of friendship is being trashed over a twat that will likely dump him in less than 5 years. grr. whatever.
tim and i are talking a lot lately. he’s getting into the house buying thing. i hope he gets into the buying a house on long island thing, it would be cool to have a local friend. sure, bateman and i could MAKE local friends, but i don’t know how to do that, i only know how to import the old ones.
LaTeR, iN aNoThEr PaRt Of ToWn
my contest is over and i’m an asshole because i haven’t announced the winner. that’s my plan tonight though, i swear. bateman says no one cares, but i like to think they do, so myeh. i think i’m going to always have a contest going. that’s my plan. i like them. i’m going to give away a little apple doll next month. that’s how rad i am.
man, i should be working right now. i get a lot done while bateman’s sleeping, so i guess i should continue with that....
TuNe In NeXt TiMe, SaMe Bat PlAcE, sAmE bAt PaGe...
atmosphere: morningi'm feeling: that i wish it were just a wee warmer. i learned: thorns and skin are not friends.
Submitted On: Sunday, May. 07, 2006
11:17 am
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