Friday, December 22, 2006
It's beginning to look a lot like... well, it's December anyway.
It’s 2:00 a.m. and I make espresso to fight off yet another migraine. (Which is winning so excuse typos for now.) Petie sticks his little nose cautiously in the bag of ground espresso beans and sniffs. He’s not sure if it’s food or not, but he likes it, so he goes in almost full faced (just like he... Sign in
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