Tuesday, February 16, 2010

mcxxviii

She cokes bacon on purpose.
Also bundts the oven.  Cats
tickle mice behind ears.  Finally.
Cool breezes through windows.
Tonight’s supposed to complain
about it.  So I’ll do that & then.
At 6:30 I felt an Indian Summer
under Grandma Hazel’s quilt for
the first time.  Refreshing til for-
ever.  Go to Nico’s.  Now he’s
warming homework but
very silent.  Check for
breathing.  Suck on
ex of ex, page 2,127.