Saturday, May 24, 2008

In lieu of something interesting

Every so often, I go through a phase where I'm the type of person who makes the bed. If I miss a day, it's over. But this week, I am a bed-maker and feeling surprisingly in control of my life.


  1. I never knew why we were supposed to make the bed until I was far away from home and I realized. "Oh. Because it looks nice." I love obvious revelations.

  2. theory up until this point has been: I'm just going to get back in it. What does it matter what condition the sheets are in, as long as they're clean?


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