9.30.2008

glorious

i'm alone.
empty house.
clean floors.
dark skys.
thunderstorms.
glass of coke.
heaven.

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6 comments:

  1. SarahSeptember 30, 2008 at 1:04 PM

    That DOES sound glorious!

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  2. FinleypotamusSeptember 30, 2008 at 2:56 PM

    Clean floors? How oh how did you achieve this nirvana?

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  3. KateSeptember 30, 2008 at 2:56 PM

    As long as the INTERNET is working, right??!! Awesome, you go girl and go on and enjoy it!! :D

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  4. JadeSeptember 30, 2008 at 7:44 PM

    wow that sounds glorious to me too.
    i won't be alone for awhile coz got family staying with us for vacation.

    I need me time;)

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  5. CarolynOctober 3, 2008 at 6:07 AM

    You describe my perfect day. I'm still hoping for the clean floors though!

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  6. forgetfuloneOctober 4, 2008 at 11:49 AM

    What a great poem! And a glass of coke is heaven, sometimes, isn't it? And about my Junie B. Jones books, if you win, I'll be happy to send them to CA. cuz I do love ya. Take care and have a great weekend.

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