Oubliette - (noun, french) a little place of forgetting. A small, windowless room where someone is locked away, forgotten, left to go mad.
This is my personal place to rant and rave like the lunatic I am, my oubliette. It's dark, quiet, and I come here to forget about things. Or maybe to remember them. After all, where does insanity end, and insight begin?
Tuesday, June 28, 2005
argh!
Flickr is still having some sort of fit, so still no pics, and I'm forced to (gasp) blog without pictures. Which is going to be kinda hard since I was exhausted from my visit from my parents I ended up sleeping for about 16 straight hours. Oh, yeah, that's interesting material to write about. Fell asleep around 1am watching TV in my recliner, with my laptop in my lap, hands in typing position. Woke up at 6am when my husband got up to go to work. Turned off TV, got in bed, surfed the internet for an hour, went back to sleep, woke up at 5 pm. Yep real exciting stuff there.
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