I wore leg warmers today. I caught several people staring at them in wonder. It made me wonder: have these people never seen a pair of leg warmers before?
Were they quietly judging me or quietly envious of the warmth of my calves?
Watched the Oscars tonight. No acceptance speeches of note. Abby and I flooded our netflix queue with the Classics. I can't believe I still haven't seen Brokeback Mountain or Taxi Driver. I should be ashamed. Sorry Heath.
Cleaned the apartment. Put the boots away. She lit a candle three times. Picked up a picture. Read an old letter. Ran it off. Listened to the voices of my little ones at home on a saved vmail.
Looking at a cherry pie sticker attached to my sweater. Thinking I may have arthritis at the age of 22.
Does this need to be coherent, or whole?
Not sure why I own movies. I rarely watch them twice.
That's the recycling again.
Rediscovered my black and purple stripped sweater. I would say it has 7/8th length sleeves. Gem of thriftown with gold buttons. Made in the USA.
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