The good part of it being so cold outside that it hurts to breathe is that our bathroom heater turns Austrian bodybuilding heatbot so when we take our towels down, they've become fuzzy flowerpetals of warmth...and love, and all things good.
Home feels more like a spacious womb, but then there's that whole downside of having to leave, go out into the world, then the thought that it's likely been this exact cold slap that's been plaguing us since birth.
Upsides: human contact, all things sans amniotic fluid, reading, seeing...and that taps me out
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"...all things sans amniotic fluid": You are clearly not frequenting the right bars.
As a person going through his own intellectual pregnancy, I can imagine how nippy my baby is going to feel when it comes out of its womb... Oh, I forgot to mention, I'm pregnant.
that might be my favorite youtube clip of 2k7...
Oh Stephen, don't we wish?
Perhaps you'd birth Creativity Incarnate.
Jan Hammer and keyboard: and that will probably be president one day. Then he'll be the wolf on the hill, who somehow has food. (Yowsah.)
Heh heh, silly D: in order for that hypertrophied muscle-wolf to be Prez, his political party would have to totally change what it says in the Constitution.
Luckily, they've had no problem ignoring the Bill of Rights outright lately, so amending the C-section shouldn't end up being that big a deal. PHEW!
I wish I could laugh at that.
When I tried, the little American flag around my patriotic heart wrung out a single tear.
... of blood.
True dat.
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