On a bed of California stars

[cyrano]

Between being sick, missing work, getting ditched last night and not going out tonight I'm feeling sorry for myself. The house is cold and empty but not quiet any more. Cranked up the stereo, listening to old Woody Guthrie made new again.
There are swashbuckling books, and candles, and a big fluffy comforter given to me by friends, and pillows with flannel Winnie the Pooh designs. I expect I'll get by somehow. And tomorrow I'll clean house.

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Re: Pony on a tin can

[cyranocyrano.livejournal.com]

Aw. (: Thanks; I feel warmer and fuzzier already. Which is good, given how the wind plucks and howls at the window.
Got a little cleaning done, but apparently did much of it wrong.(:

Re: Pony on a tin can

[miss-friday.livejournal.com]

How do you clean wrong? Did you put dirt back instead? ;-)

Re: Pony on a tin can

[cyranocyrano.livejournal.com]

Well, not exactly. When I tidied and picked things up, they went in the wrong place so we essentially ended up having to pick them up twice.