strawberry cake, etc.

ive talked my head off todayand i made a deformedish strawberryish cake but we didnt eat it yet--we're eating it for breakfast--and now im going to sleep.
you know, theres no glow-in-the-dark stars on my ceiling here. but somehow, i manage to sleep without them. the real stars [and all the triangles which may be found therein] manage to suffice somehow; sweetdreams still manage to make themselves available when needed.
and anyway, sometimes the stickystuff on the back of glowinthedark stars becomes unsticky and then they fall off and hit your head when you're asleep.

Currently Reading: Till We Have Faces: A Myth Retold // C. S. Lewis
Posted 7/16/2004 12:22 AM