Morning...

[lithera]

Definately need to get to sleep earlier.

Well, tonight is TV time, I think. A shower and then watching Nephrititi thing. Yep. Laying on the futon seems about the extent of what I have planned for this evening. Maybe cooking dinner if I can find anything to cook. Hmmmmm. *ponders*

This morning a girl handed me a peice of paper and asked me my opinion on it. Uh-huh. It was poetry. Nothing spectacular. Something about having been hurt by someone else. I handed it back to her and told her what was going on there was obvious. The flow of the language wasn't spectacular. There was a nice turn of phrase at the end but... She just looked at me blankly and then said, "Uh-huh." She should be glad I wasn't Jamie.

Today is work and work and ... I need a nap.

Comments

[fireballof3.livejournal.com]

Yeah, if you were Jamie she would've been crying by the time you were done with it.

Some people shouldn't write poetry - myself included.

[lithera.livejournal.com]

I can manage to pull together a nice poem or two if needed. Nothing spectacular but typically at least quality.

[inevitability.livejournal.com]

>:) That girl should be thanking her lucky stars. I'm ruthless. Muwahahahaha!

[lithera.livejournal.com]

Apparently she wasn't expecting intelligent commentary on the poem much less critical commentary.

I kept thinking to myself, Jamie would torn this upside and down.

[inevitability.livejournal.com]

Replace "this" with "her" in that last sentance and you'll have nailed my critique method. ;)

[lithera.livejournal.com]

Heh.

[crispengray.livejournal.com]

Life.



What the hell.




(Aw, come on... you had to know I'd throw it out there...)

[seanb.livejournal.com]

I heard a few "Ewwwwww"s this morning. Was that you?

Yeah, the Nefertiti thing sounds good. We have chicken breasts and Pepsi and ... I'm not sure what else.

[lithera.livejournal.com]

Yeah. It was me. The bag of garbage had fallen over and I stepped on fried chicken remains with bare feet before noticing.

Hmmmm. I'll look when I get home.

[seanb.livejournal.com]

As usual, if there are any Inpirations for dinner that require a grocery run, feel free to call me and I'll swing by the store on my way home.

[lithera.livejournal.com]

All good.