Funny how the little things remind you of other little things... that remind you of where you once stood.
Kittin | 05.31.05 - 12:21 am | #

yes, hand up here to that one! how about running into a room to get something incredibly important, [keys, bags, shoes, pen, - insert as appropriate . . .] and then standing there like a lemon trying to remember what you went in there to get. it happens once, ok, but after the 3rd time (in a row after having retraced, recollected, and resumed) you think perhaps its time to trip off to the wizard and beg for your brain to tick (your switch to flick, your mettle to forge, your heart to mend . . .)!

or putting coffee in the fridge, and then wondering why you are standing with a litre of milk in your hand! . . .

o.k. that. might. be. just. me.
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tara | Homepage | 06.02.05 - 11:15 am | #