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Mar. 1st, 2003 10:52 pmRed wine. Such a wonderful substance, and it makes one entirely above the surrounding circumstances. 've been drinking just enough to keep me comfortably numb, but still able to think, which is an altogether agreeable state of being.
'Spring break' is this week, although it doesn't suit the name. It is, at the moment, -20, and getting colder. The dogs have refused to step outside, to the point that they run out of the room whenever my mother goes near the door. *smirk* They've apparently got more sense than she does. and they're good for providing all sorts of amusement. Such as watching my mother chase them all over the house.
've been making clothes. Am now in possession of a swishy black skirt, and a corset-like top. Just utterly lovely, and very agreeable to wear. I've another new skirt, as well. A lovely blood-red, and it goes with the black very well. *happy sigh* It's just all so very pretty.
I like wine. I like clothes. And I like being warm. Which is why I shall go curl up in front of the fire.
With Paradise Lost. Lucifer is such a wonderful angel. *sigh*
Lovely dreams, and lovely Angels. Perhaps we'll dance, this time?
'Spring break' is this week, although it doesn't suit the name. It is, at the moment, -20, and getting colder. The dogs have refused to step outside, to the point that they run out of the room whenever my mother goes near the door. *smirk* They've apparently got more sense than she does. and they're good for providing all sorts of amusement. Such as watching my mother chase them all over the house.
've been making clothes. Am now in possession of a swishy black skirt, and a corset-like top. Just utterly lovely, and very agreeable to wear. I've another new skirt, as well. A lovely blood-red, and it goes with the black very well. *happy sigh* It's just all so very pretty.
I like wine. I like clothes. And I like being warm. Which is why I shall go curl up in front of the fire.
With Paradise Lost. Lucifer is such a wonderful angel. *sigh*
Lovely dreams, and lovely Angels. Perhaps we'll dance, this time?