10.06.2005

Sigh.


It is a drowsy dreary day out today. The clouds are all droopy and my office is freezing, and I am dreaming of pulling on my thickest sweats and climbing in between the covers and sleeping clear until tomorrow.

My brain is asleep.

When I was little we had these Beatrix Potter videos we'd watch over and over, and each one would start with Beatrix setting a pot of tea to boil in her cottage in the rainy English countryside, and then turning to her watercolors and saying in the most wonderful British accent imaginable,

"I wonder what Peter Cottontail is up to today?"

Today I would watch that video over and over with some tea, if I could.

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