I keep reaching out for something to munch. Not exactly reach out, I get up and tiptoe and grope around the larder cupboard for something I can eat that won't deprive the rest of the last piece. Time after time after time.
I also keep heading out for extended toilet breaks to play with the new kitten. It mews with no sound at all. Good for smuggling onto public transport, if it wouldn't wriggle so much.
Today 2/3 of the gluegirls turn 24. I can barely fathom what that age means, but I hope to have done something marvellous by then, as she has.
Thursday, June 03, 2010
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