Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Don't Move a Muscle

I've been on edge, distracted, all day. But I think an appointment with my doctor, 28 pages of Karl Marx and Friedrich Engels, and a cleansing hour-long nap were exactly what I needed. For the first time today, I feel equipped (if not quite enthused) to sit down with a late dinner and expound on Plainsong's qualities as small-town literature.

(But I hesitate to begin, for fear that I will upset the delicate equilibrium I've achieved.)

3 Comments:

Blogger Jessie said...

About those little twinges of fear--my suggestion: make a list. Tasha told me how to cross things out and YOU ARE GOING TO LOVE THE FEELING!
heehee!

love,
j.

3/07/2006 8:13 PM  
Blogger Natasjia said...

put this code around the words: < strike > < /strike >

(but without the spaces)

3/07/2006 8:31 PM  
Blogger Amber said...

Yay! Thanks!

3/07/2006 9:44 PM  

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