Maybe, I thought

...Maybe new sheets will make sleep appealing. Flannel fuzzy warmness.

Well, at least they were on sale at Target and look nice. And I can give the other dizidens back their sheets.

Got my laundry done.
Made biscuts.
Did a few random logo designs.
Made bed with clean sheets. Dusted.

I feel wreched. Not really sick, just really off. Body has no energy, Brain has no desire.

Another weekend gone.

I have a lot to show for it. 4 tires, a new starter, a cut on my right middle finger, pears, banannas, flannel sheets, toothpaste, and shampoo.
I realized I will have to work for nearly a month to pay off this weekend.
Maybe that's why I feel sick.


Many kudos to Illustrator for hauling me around all day.
And that beer/cheese.potato soup rocks.

- K.

To Catch a Rat

tak tak tak

tak tak tak tak

The sounds of rat's claws on the tile in my head.

Cold, smooth, swept, they tak tak tak around and around.

Little lithe rat tails snapping about as little sharp rat claws skitter over the tile.

tak tak tak tak tak

tak tak tak

Snap

The trap goes off, and one rat explodes in a squeal of pain behind my right eye.

Writheing and twisting, the claws drive deep, bringing new pain. Escaping the springbar, rat flies back into the shadow to nurse it's pains.

tak tak tak

tak

.

- K.