Monday, September 13, 2004
Tonight's main event
Nothing says healing quite like scrubbing a bathtub. That was the event of my night. It came upon me like a flash flood. No warning, no inkling of what was to come. And it all started with some basil in my teeth from my impromptu cooking session for dinner. Amazing how easy it is to clear your head while exerting far too much energy just to make the tub sparkle.
I should either be committed or someone needs to point me to another tub that requires scrubbing bubbles and the attention of one of those cleaning pads.
Let the healing begin.
I should either be committed or someone needs to point me to another tub that requires scrubbing bubbles and the attention of one of those cleaning pads.
Let the healing begin.
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