Wednesday, December 01, 2004

These long hours have annihilated free time. Looking forward to taking a breath. Can you believe I picked up David Baldacci's The Christmas Train? What was I thinking? I was gasping with an attack of the sticky-sweets by the end of the first paragraph. I forced myself to read three pages. Smothered in molasses, honey, and maple syrup, I gave it up and wished I didn't have to touch it again. But I have to in order to return it. Oh, dear.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Sounds like Christmas madness to me. The only known cure is to watch It's a Wonderful Life for 24 hours or until you are sufficiently hardened off to all treacly Christmas books and movies.


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