Warped Isolation

This is me, blathering on about my life in general. Sometimes I wax poetic, sometimes I wax wacky and sometimes I wax thought-provoking. Whatever it is you hope to find here, I hope you find it. I welcome any and all comments, so feel free.

Saturday, February 26, 2005

Starting to understand the feminist movement...

Spent ALL day doing all the mending that's needed doing for about a year. Holy shit, I think I have more holes in my fingers than brain cells. There has never been anyone who needed a thimble more than I did today: It even hurts to type. I can't think anymore. Stupid sewing. No wonder women wanted to get out of the house and into the workplace. Sewing rots the brain, is inordinately painful, painstaking and tedious. Oh well, at least this isn't a regular occurance.

I'm going to bed.

current music: 1983, John Mayer

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

When knocking at the gates of mindfulness, one should not ask about make-up........

11:38 a.m.  
Blogger swanky_little_duck said...

I guess you needed the tone, the smile, the tap on the head and me asking about your shingles for that to sound the way I meant it.

9:32 a.m.  

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