Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Wheee.

I'm still feeble enough to justify working half days.  I came home after lunch, tried to take a nap, but the cat will not get off me and I can't sleep under him, got up and started reading the blogs, only got as far as Fabulon, realized I have my jammie pants on backwards.  All this without drugs!  I must be improving rapidly.
random, arbitrary naked guy, cause I feel like it.

7 comments:

  1. yeay!
    I'm putting on my jammie pants backward too in your honor.

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  2. Oh, honey, why are you wearing anything at all? Besides your tiara.

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  3. Caro, what a bore! Sounds like you need to down and read a little Pym. I always go for A Glass of Blessings, if only because I adore thinking about the domestic life of Keith and Piers...

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  4. I suggest sleeping au naturelle, or however the French say 'nude.' I do.

    It was only problematic after a trip to Puerta Vallarta. Just once.

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  5. i sleep in the nude,if anyone cares...

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