can't sleep. have been trying since, oh, eightish. like an old lady. only thing is, every time i lay down to sleep, i think of something that needs to be done. something urgent, like ironing my clothes for tomorrow. or making sure my caseless cd's are not scratching one another. you know, urgent things.
anyway, going through my address book to make sure all of the addresses are written in black ink caps, i notice i bought a greeting card for a recently impregnated friend that was never mailed. something like,
we are all so excited about the bundle of joy! something something, a girl or a boy!
my exact words inside this note, which i never mailed, are as follows:
Dear Timina* and Tim*,
Congratulations on your impending child. I am so happy
that is as far as i got. i am pretty sure that after i wrote "impending child" in black ink cursive, i realized that i had wasted my three fifty. why i kept the card is beyond me. at least i can use the envelope for something else...
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