Not A Girl, Not Yet a Woman

When Anna and I went to see Crossroads, we were running a little bit late.

When we got to the theatre and asked for our tickets the boy said, “It started fifteen minutes ago.”

“Well, is she a woman yet?”

Now I own it on DVD.

I like the episode of The West Wing entitled “The Stackhouse Filibuster.”

When I’m done liking it, I am going to bed. Due to the illness, I have lost all track of time and I’m trying desperately to sleep for eight hours at a time, when others are generally doing the same.

Nothing interesting happens if you stay in your house all day.

Not even in your head.


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