Thursday, March 30, 2006
Elephants and Drills
It was probably not cool of me to write a depressing post and then not return for a full week, but oh well. I'm back writing and you're back reading, and we all seem to have survived, so that's good. It's been an uneventful week.
Someone finally moved into the apartment above me last night, which, as expected, gives me the peculiar sense of living in a cupboard; one of many tin cans stacked on top of one another. My particular can has dancing elephants above it. The game is to figure out if there is more than one person living up there and whether it a guy or a girl.
Mom arrives for a visit -she looks at her watch- tomorrow. I'm very excited. I'm not sure what all we are going to do, but I'm just happy to see her. I've gotten tickets to Civic Theater for Friday night, we are seeing "Private Lives." Which, hopefully, for my need to censor everything my mother watches in my presence, will be PG-13. Maybe she'll help me hang some paintings. I should go buy a drill... It just seems like a bad idea for me to own any power tools...
I've got lots of books to report, so look for those soon!