baby it's cold outside... well sort of.
It is at the least fairly blustery. Covered in layers of blankets in my bedroom alcove, the alarm rings incessantly. It reminds me every five minutes to get the fuck up and face the inevitable shock and shrinkage from the cold hardwood floor. Aaron's alarm is ringing too now and I give up.
I can't find my favorite pair of penguin pj's so I wrap myself up in my eagle scout blanket and try to finish my follow-up work for directing.
There is a hot cup of Lyon's tea, but what I'm really craving this morning, is Clonakilty black pudding.
I imagine the texture of the seeds and dried blood breaking apart in my mouth. Juices running from my lips after dipping it in baked beans and egg yolk. writing about this is a bad idea. I'm starting to drool on my computer.
I got to go finish my work before class.
It is at the least fairly blustery. Covered in layers of blankets in my bedroom alcove, the alarm rings incessantly. It reminds me every five minutes to get the fuck up and face the inevitable shock and shrinkage from the cold hardwood floor. Aaron's alarm is ringing too now and I give up.
I can't find my favorite pair of penguin pj's so I wrap myself up in my eagle scout blanket and try to finish my follow-up work for directing.
There is a hot cup of Lyon's tea, but what I'm really craving this morning, is Clonakilty black pudding.
I imagine the texture of the seeds and dried blood breaking apart in my mouth. Juices running from my lips after dipping it in baked beans and egg yolk. writing about this is a bad idea. I'm starting to drool on my computer.
I got to go finish my work before class.
(I love her)