I'm getting the roof of my mouth transplanted to my gum. It's a long story, it must have a technical name, and it's not supposed to be too painful - which translated from "Doctor" means it will hurt like hell. This all happens on Friday. I need to pick up drugs, oh, I mean preparatory pharmaceuticals, today or tomorrow.
It's beginning to look like Spring, on a calendar, and all the fashion things are coming out with colors. And linen. I love the look of linen, for the half second before it wrinkles all over you. Just this Monday I gave a pair of perfectly good pants to VVA. Someone else can enjoy the coolness of the nubby fabric against their butt and thighs.
So one day it's all gloom and doom and now it's all gloom and doom about the silliness of fashion. What is a girl to do!? I really do need a hobby other than Pogo and reading the newspaper comics. Knitting didn't do it, dead work as well. Pkin wants me to find a hobby that will grow into a business so that he can stop working. And in my dreams, I imagine Pkin working from dawn 'til dusk supporting me in a style I want to grow accustomed to. We all have our wishes.
What is your Wednesday like?
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