This morning, I tweeted (Tweeted? Or twittered? Or twet?) these words:
Sadness. Coffeepot sits in silence. Time to shop.
Atticus said, "That's not a haiku, y'know."
"I know it's not a haiku," I snapped (with just perhaps a hint of caffeine deprivation showing.) "It's, ummm, only meant to have the slightest sound of haiku about it."
"It has," inserted Anne-with-an-e, "the sound of obsession."
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