It's been raining. A lot. Seeing as I rarely go outside getting wet isn't so much of a problem. I used to like the rain. But like everything, too much is not good. The sky is depressing. Even I am starting to miss the sunshine. I can't see the stars at night either. Also when the dog gets wet we have to dry her. Even if it's not raining the ground is still wet so we have to dry her paws. She doesn't like when I dry her paws, I'm a little too invasive and she tries to bite me. She's just ticklish. ...
Updated 08-15-2012 at 12:19 PM by Bluebiird
1955 Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov (Russia) 1955 The Emperor of Ice Cream by Wallace Stevens (USA) 1955 Pedro Paramo by Juan Rulfo (Mexico) 1954 Sunstone by Octavio Paz (Mexico) 1954 Lord of the Flies by William Golding (Britain) 1953 Gimpel, the Fool by Isaac Bashevis Singer (Poland) 1953 Waiting For Godot by Samuel Beckett (Ireland) 1952 The Old Man and the Sea by Ernest Hemingway (USA) 1952 The Shield of Achilles by W.H. Auden (Britain) ...
Updated 05-10-2012 at 08:44 PM by mortalterror