Friday, February 19, 2010

No, I do not know what is stuck all over me, either.


Just another day in the life of the slightly deranged.

1 comment:

  1. My hypothesis: hungering for escape from winter, you tried to use that laptop and credit card to buy a plane ticket to one the sunny destinations on the post-it. Nothing is in your price range, so you hatch a plan. Yesterday, the mailman brought you that catalog. Knowing he'll be back, you cover yourself in postage stamps and pass the time until you can brightly announce: "airmail to Tahiti, please!"

    Was I close?

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