I made some cookies this evening. I also learned how to knit… again. As I sat down with a ball of peach yarn and the two yellow plastic knitting needles I’d fished out of Mom’s knitting box, Andrew walked in and said, “Jonah, not you, tell me your not learning how too…?” “What of it?”…
1-4-97 Maybe the sun’s light will be dim It won’t matter anyhow I’ve taken my station at Boris’ keyboard again. The cat, tonight, is trying his best to attack my socks. Unfortunately, the socks are still on my feet.ww22222222222222223344444444 He makes his way up to the desk and onto the keyboard. Now he’s peering into…
1-5-97 Another Saturday night And I ain’t got nobody… How I wish I had some chick to talk to Another night at Boris. A continuance of the dance of the cat on the top of my desk. I actually watched some TV tonight. I was pretty bored. For some reason, I’m the most bored when…
I’m thinking if anything happened today, but not much did. Ben and Dad are working up in Steph’s room, making one of her closets into a walk-in like mine and walling off the other. That one will become Ben’s closet from the dormer room. His old room, the one that my grandmother stayed in till…