January 10, 2005

smiling over the sink

i confessed to my grandmother this summer that my favorite chore is washing dishes. i remember my uncle grinning at me and telling me that that statement would haunt me forever. and the silly memory makes the simple task of scrubbing pots clean one that never fails to make me smile.

yay, im not the only psycho that kinda enjoys washing dishes. not LIKE like, but i never mind doing it. 🙂

pink pastel

January 11, 2005

you make washing dishes sound so.. appealing and pure. i still prefer a dishwasher

if you dont mind me saying, your last few posts seem much happier than the previous ones, i hope thats the case 🙂 and i wish i could do that, i’d get eaten alive by mosquitos if i tried that here

I was a bit scared when I saw the title. Thought of something else involving a sink…*thinks of cut wrists* Happy memories are good, though. <3 you.

Urban Camo Kitty

January 11, 2005

That made me smile…so there. 🙂

things fall apart.

January 12, 2005

i had the same thought as “identity.” hehe. i love random entries such as this one. 🙂

paint myself out

January 13, 2005

i like washing dishes..

At the risk of sounding kitschy, isn’t it wonderful when associated memories roundly improve an already enjoyable task? Thanks for sharing that memory. Walk within beauty.

Ceir

January 14, 2005

i love it. i missed you.