stormy fridays
I don't like these wet and gray afternoons; they make me so lethargic. My neighbors were supposed to have a garage sale tomorrow, but this weather's made it impossible. Damn, Stacey was going to make sangria, and I was going to make muffins.
When the power went out, I felt like burning my to-do list on one of my lit candles. Instead, I did some dishes, had some tea, and walked around my apartment with my camera for a bit.
It's so warming to see Ivy curled up with Mathematica.
Meanwhile, Tom maintained his post on my porch. Tom is deaf and currently has staples holding part of his skin together, so I don' get too rough with him. Instead, when Ivy longs for the outdoors, I carry him over Tom and down the steps -- FREEDOM.
