I took today off for no good reason. I am doing exciting things like cleaning the house during commercial breaks of All My Children.
The last few weeks I feel like I've been stumbling upon everything that reminds me of my family and childhood and anything related...
It's been good. It's been tearful. It's been helpful, I think.
I received a present last night! A handknit scarf. It's quite pretty!
(Although today it is far too warm to wear it.)
I wonder if Myrtle died in real life, too. Hm.
I realized I've been watching this silly soap opera for 28 years. Weird.
Coffee = vomit of random thoughts about fucking television.
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