Sunday, November 6, 2011

Everything Is Mud. Everything Is Gone.

Everything is boring.

My husband is out of town for 8 days.

I "borrowed" a shake weight from my mom's house that I've used once then shoved under the bed.

I have watched it snow on stage at least 8 times the past two weekends.

My life looks bleak like a Russian folk tale.

Someone shake me till I wake up.

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