I hate sunny days. They make me feel like I need to get out of the house and do something when all I want to do is sit at home and read. And today the sun is really a lie, because it's darn cold out there. According to this it feels like 5 degrees farenheit. Hmm, glad I can't feel that.
Our table is currently littered with scrabble chips, a trivial pursuit game, and wine bottles. These wine bottles just seem to grow from our table. We leave empty ones there, having not yet figured out the recycling situation, and when we come back in the room there are more full ones. Most convenient. It's the good wine fairies of course. I wonder if we could train them to do other things, like the dishes. Or the laundry. Speaking of laundry, our coin-opperated dryer seems to be rebelling against our intended cleanliness. It won't let us put in the coins and no coins=no drying. Every once in a while I go in and try to beat the thing into submission with a hammer, but it hasn't worked yet. Funny, that always works on my roommates. I'm sorry, that was a terrible thing to say. I think living here in Massachusetts is contributing to my uninhibited speaking habits. It's so amusing to me how people here will just tell you what they think straight out. It's like they don't even bother to run it through their minds before saying it. A few weeks ago one of the librarians at work asked me if I had dyed my hair then said, "That's sad, it looked so nice before." I have no response to that. And in a slightly different vein, another time I was talking to an older lady about some books she had checked out. They were about butterflies. In the middle of our conversation the lady just bursts out with, "Butterflies are so beautiful!" I just said, "Yes, yes they are."
Posted by linnea at January 16, 2006 12:23 PMI think this is the Italian Linnea. When you talk about tea and whistles it is the Scottish Linnea. When you talk about Boston, you have finally become American!
Posted by: auntie at January 18, 2006 8:53 AM