February 8, 2011

it ain't so much a number

dear loving my nap diary,

i love to sleep. and it is a damn good thing too, because it keeps me safe and awake later. i love having short nails. and it is a good thing too, because i filed them bitches off yesterday and i am free. i love getting called into work. and refusing to go, because i don't work on tuesday's. i love eating roast. and that's bitchen for me- cuz i called that this morning the first time i was up and it is smelling good and almost done now. if i had a million dollars, i would still take three naps a day- only in three different beds, with my feet pointed three different ways. i would still clutch becky- tightly in my arms- and i would live quietly on a secluded farm. i would get my mail naked- every single day, i would never go to town. i would still run my fingers every single day- until further notice- i wouldn't go away- here and on craigland- where all the freaks post- and that is where my voice is heard the most.