So, I have the crud. Which is a good excuse to break into my chocolate stash, from one of my little CCD angels. Dove Dark Chocolate.
The wrappers so far want me to:
Don't let the moment pass. Indulge.
ok, I can live with that. Lets have another.
Sleep outdoors under the light of the moon.
Yeah. Right. I have the crud. And its going to be 20 degrees tonight. I don't think so. Even in summer, I don't think so. Unless I want to wake up raped and murdered. If I had a rooftop perch or something, maybe. Next!
Share a Sunday picnic in the park.
Excuse me? Have you not heard a word I've typed? Its fucking freezing and I have the crud. Give me something I can do, and maybe I'll do it. So far its 1 out of three.
A bunch of musings by a fabulously middle-aged (40-something is definitely middle-age! EEEK!) single woman. Just random thoughts, some deep, others shallow. Strike up a conversation. Comments? Please?
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