7/27/10

287.

Tied in knots today.

Everyone was just so...arrrgh!!

Thanks a lot, Tuesday.

7/26/10

286.

I love Eleven,

but I just might love Rory

Williams even more.

285.

If Monday didn't

exist, would Tuesday be the

new difficult day?

284.

Monday, why must you

come around so soon? Can't you

wait a bit longer?

7/24/10

283.

These last two haiku

do present a paradox,

but also a truth.

282.

I have a habit

of being a know-it-all.

Sometimes, it shames me.

281.

I have a habit

of being a know-it-all.

I am proud of it.

7/23/10

280.

Finishing projects

in time for the weekend; how

shall I spend my time?

279.

My haikus today

seem a bit gloomy. Sorry.

'Twas unintended.

278.

Feeling the heat of

a Sarasota summer,

and dreaming of home.

277.

Tying up loose ends

is satisfying but new

threads always appear.

276.

I'm an alien

to romantic love, I fear.

Will it always be?

7/20/10

275.

Talk about being

blindsided. I never saw

this coming at all.

7/13/10

274.

All I seem to do

is clean, at home or office.

But still, so much junk.

273.

Monday's come and gone,

now Tuesday stole away fast.

Where's this week going?!

7/12/10

272.

I don't want to deal

with your snotty 'tude or angst.

Grow up will you please?

271.

Monday came around

far too soon for my taste. That's

always the way, yeah?

7/9/10

270.

How can a short week

feel so blastedly long? I

want the weekend now.

7/8/10

269.

Oh parking garage,

why must you smell like pizza

when I hit the gym?

7/7/10 (Posted 7/8/10)

268.

Portside, did you know

D.C. will soon host your fave

fluff-camp TV show?

267.

Swaying towers and

tenuous balance make for

unease on Gulfstream.

266.

The first sunlit day

after a week of rain. 'Twas

gloriously warm.