Friday, November 6, 2015
Where has all the Sunshine Gone?
Dear Diary,
I don't remember the last time I've seen the sun. I'm so cold I had to buy a hat and there was only this Scandinavian version . . . I ate eleven kinds of lefsa, last night. Spellcheck doesn't even recognize 'lefsa' as a word. All I hear on the radio is tips on shooting Bambi. OMG, I ate Bambi! Twice! Diary, I think something's wrong, 'cause I liked it. I look at the river each morning and it calms me. Do you think those trumpet swans will stick around? There sure is a lot of water here. People have green lawns. I walked the old "indian" trail, yesterday. No bears were detected. I'm worried, Diary, we looked at houses! Am I assimilating? Or is nostalgia setting in? Crap it's cold. I've been watching TV too. Who knew there was a 24 hour western channel? When I change it, I get strange people in orange. They seem to be stalking Bambi's papa. Warm shirts from California aren't warm in Minnesota. I had to buy new clothes. I bought a Vikings jersey. Yep, I am assimilating. Too cold to worry about it today . . . maybe tomorrow.
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