Day 4 of the Blogging from A to Z Challenge April 2012 – “D”
Deriving from dedicated daily discourse is the danger of detraction from domestic duties. Doomed are the decadent desserts, daily deeds, dangerously dirty dishes, and downtrodden duds. Days disappear while doodles, diction, and dissertations develop. My daydreams are dedicated to despicable, deceitful dowagers, dainty debutantes, and dashing, delicious daredevils.
Decidedly determined denizens of our domestic domicile, dearly desiring dinner, dare to draw me away from my desk. Dicey actions dictate decidedly discreet doings. Darling daughters dabble in depowering my digital desktop data-processor. Disheartening it is to see my developing dreamy dude, dated a delicate half decade of years , disassemble doctrines with delight. Oh dastardly devils of my design. Damn that Darwin* as doubtlessly they will be my demise.
Drowning in despair (definite dusty cliché) at the destruction of documentation and disintegration of distinct, deviceful time, I designed a diagram for a new dichotomy. Developed to discourage discontent, the details are designated by dusk and dawn. During daylight I will do for the denizens deeds of domesticity and during the domain of darkness I will document dreams, deflocculate dits, deign to be a decadist, and occasionally, dance.
Disaster by descendant demons diverted. Delightful!
PLEASE NOTE: This is my original material so: Dare not duplicate my design as I hate dealing with the déclassé and I will be forced to describe you as a dapocaginous, duplicitous dirtbag. And I definitely don’t desire to do that.
Dag! (it’s Dutch)