Sunday, August 29, 2010

mild obsession

So, I MAY be checking this page every day:

For a while a long row of low 60s stared back at me, so I cheered when the first two days in our new city gained about ten degrees. I just keep telling myself, "It's like a Florida winter, Amy. You know, when you wear your boots and tights and sweaters and torture Chris by turning on the heat at night."

come here, have a cuddle

This Damn, Gina post could've been a scene from the Millward couch these past few weeks. I love that somewhere across the Atlantic, some other guy is comforting his woman with the promise that "we'll get all our stuff done."

Also, it's nice to know other people have random bad nervous feelings too, because they kind of make me feel like I'm a few nervous twitches away from tearing the wallpaper off the walls and finding friends underneath. But someone on the internet who doesn't appear to be institutionalized had one once, so not to worry, right?