alas..

i didn't work on my paper yesterday.
too much mahjong crack, and then a lovely evening with the boy. totally worth it. we hung out, talked up a storm, cuddled and then totally freaked ourselves out with talk of the demons that infested our youths. we should really remember not to have these conversations at 2am. by the time we were finished i was holding on to d's hand as tightly as i could, and we lit every single candle in the house, as well as every single light. no demons here but the one in the electric bill, thank you very much.

but i really must finish my work today, as i intend to spend tomorrow cooking a special carpet picnic for the two of us.
tis one of those special days.

menu planned:
- cucumber & tomato tea sandwiches
- salade caprice
- wild mushroom penne pasta with parmesan
- warm lime butter chicken salad
- blackberries and cream

what are the odds?

i keep imagining that if i procrastinate long enough, my paper will write itself.
if only...