I was telling VSLF the other day how there's nothing I love more than waking in the middle of the night and slurping noisily from the glass of water by the side of the bed thereby waking VSLF up at which point she reaches out and one-hand-claps as a request for said glass.
VSLF has no recollection of this, though it happens at least once a week.
VSLF has no recollection of this, though it happens at least once a week.
Didjya read it yet? Huh? Didjya?
I really want to talk with someone about it. The Darwin book, I mean. Cuz I just realized the last time I journaled was a month ago, and you might have no frickin' clue what I'm talking about.