They hadn’t any feet.

Reading:
“The Road”, Cormac McCarthy. Bleak.

Listening:
Les Miserables soundtrack.

Watching:
How does that large white cat fit into that tiny cubby in the cat tree? MAGIC, that’s how.

Eating:
Peanut butter M&Ms. It’s probably for the best I can’t buy them here.

Liking:
House plans. Not so good: putting them into action.

Pondering:
My complete lack of singing ability. I used to be in choir! Admittedly I was twelve, and a lot of things have gone south since then; but still.

"Make a remark," said the Red Queen: "Its ridiculous to leave all conversation to the pudding!"

 

 

 

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