My first class is tomorrow, I'm way behind on some editing jobs, and my fridge has some kinda funk smell coming from it that though I have tried to ignore, is starting to really GET to me.
As the great sage, William Shakespeare, quoth in King Henry IV: "I were better to be eaten to death with a rust than to be scour'd to nothing with perpetual motion."
Though as I've noticed whilst watching my grandparents slip into their slow demise, getting old ain't no picnic, either.
1 week ago
3 comments:
I'm excited to hear about your first day! You are going to be fabulous (as usual ;) !!!
If you are done in the noonish hour or have that hour free. Jenna and I want you to meet us for lunch at the downtown cafe.
You may be too busy to blog, but everyone's gotta eat!
I hate the mysterious fridge smells. They are too much for me to handle. It's why we move so often.
Hope your first day is a smashing success! (how could it not be?)
Yippee! Prof. Bleu! Where your braclets up to your elbow for good luck! Sorry, even though your a grown up, I still you see you in feet less leggings. Wish I could join the gals for coffee! I love you. Sorry your fridge stinks. My bathroom does...not for the usual reasons, but because there is something seriously wrong with our septic system. Peeuuuuwww.
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