Mar 26, 2009

And I don't mean Mickey

I currently crouch in the center of a carpeted space.

Which is new for me, since I spend most of my hours slouched on the stone floor of the Cave.

Instead, I have committed to spend this evening in the "dorm"-style bedroom, due to the fact that my room is currently occupied by one of four couples staying up here this weekend. 

Also, a child is running loose around the upstairs. He looks about ... 1 1/2? and keeps throwing his shoes off the balcony. Earlier, I was in the kitchen making some cereal and he stuck his nose between the balcony rungs and shrieked at me, causing me to jump and dump soymilk.... everywhere. 

Interesting atmosphere change, for me. 

Oh, and I purchased a mouse who doesn't like cheese.


That may be a metaphor. Maybe.

I'm going home after school tomorrow. Not, not looking forward to the drive down the windy mountain road. Nor am I looking forward to returning to Fresno's sketchy health clinic to get the needle-hole on my arm "read." Read my Tee Bee, I shall say. Then sign on the dotted line.


Interesting, Atmosphere: Change for me. 

However I am looking forward to the familiar grin of sisters and the calming presence of my parents. 

Interesting atmosphere changes: Me. 

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