Yesterday I read 150+ pages of The Crimson Petal: 361 pages to go.
Yesterday I home-made tomato sauce; today it’s hamburgers.
Yesterday I was killing myself in increments; today “go forth and prosper.”
It should be warm and puny today but now it’s damp and mismanaged; Yesterday it was cramped and overcast. I took a shower. This is an advertisement for rain.
I’m not eating my Wheaties, loving my neighbor, taking out disability insurance; time is money.
I got up around 7 am yesterday; today it was 5.30. Yesterday was a holiday.
I politely asked Carlo to roll onto his side last night when he was snoring and my effort was a great success; today who knows.
I hate tv; tv hates me.
Carlo is taking Luisa to an opera tonight; Miles and I are watching Spiderman. He’s got radioactive blood.
The insects will outlive everyone.
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What opera?
Lucia di Lammermoor.
You made tomato sauce on Thursday, and on Friday it was hamburgers? What kind of fridge you got there, lady?
Plus, I have it on good authority that TV does NOT hate you; wants you to come back to the dark side. Walk toward the light, SarahJane, walk toward the light...
Lucia de Lammermoor?
Geez, that'd make a great name for a scruffy little terrierish mutt.
I can almost picture myself calling out the back door:
Lucia!
Lucia de Lammermoor!
Come home this instant!
(my word verification is apers which pretty much says it all)
Ron. - thursday was a holiday so there was time to stew.
Laurel - yes, it WOULD make a cute pet name. My daughter said the opera itself was "a little boring."
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