get comfort food to ride out a night without my love in talkie-range.
taco bell, with earl gray tea.
Book – House of Leaves by Mark Z. Danielewski (I went into my closet this afternoon and pulled out a few books I’d not read yet, picked up at a used bookstore about a year ago, and promptly forgot). It’s a meaty paperback, about as thick as The Stand was, when I had it in the same size. I remember now, why I put it in the closet, as it’s a meta-book… where it’s a few layers of story deep. little bits or writing on the margin, and so on. it’ll give me something to do. I hope it passes the test of 100.
A kitty in lap, or playing milk ring fetch, should be nice too. I’ll be burning nag champa, and be bundled in bedding cocoon, sending her my thoughts for her happiness, and comfort.
