This morning I woke up in the dark to blast of my crackling alarm clock. I flipped to my back and spent a moment collecting my thoughts because seriously I have to go to work again? Wasn't it Friday three times already this week?
I dragged myself out of bed and threw on some layers to take Rooney for his morning walk. In the dark. Because now it's dark in the morning. And cold. And I can't stop thinking about how nice Southern California looks
I climbed back in bed when we got back and pushed my cold cheeks against B's warm ones and B was all
P.S. It's much more likely that I wasn't drunk, but that the drugs that B had slipped me last night just hadn't worn off yet.
P.P.S. B doesn't really ever slip me drugs
P.P.P.S. Actually, I knew exactly what I was doing when I smeared the peppermint body lotion all over the kitchen. I was warding off the mice. It didn't work. As for the coffee table, yea I got nothin'.