DC is an eerie town during the holidays. Closed are the stores, deserted are the streets. Even my family left for the other coast, leaving me with an empty house, a senile cat, and silence for a week.
Did I weep about my sad existence when they left? No, I did not. This morning, I donned a pair of fancy aviator shades, inserted a Madonna cd in the stereo, and pranced around the house, squawking into my toothbrush, pant-less with my underwear on my head. The cat really got a show while waiting to be fed.
And then I got dressed and went to work.
You can't say that I don't make the best of situations.
Happy Holidays!
Monday, December 24, 2007
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