Thursday, November 27, 2008
#61: Must. Remain. Zen.
Was supposed to meet the peeps at 12, but unfortunately, my entire family's routine revolves around a contraption known as the washing machine - originally meant as a device to aid and simplify the lives of mankind, but has henceforth evolved into a regulatory system that traps one unfortunate person at home to settle the washing by waiting one entire hour to shift the clothes from the washing machine into the DRYER - and I will therefore be late.
You can scream your frustrations out, and so can I.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Zen.
the weight of the things that remain unspoken !@#$ 10:38 AM
