February 15, 2011

marshmellows on a long stick

dear boys are working hard in my neighborhood diary,

the city sent the boys over to put out a big ole fire, but it ain't first shift today so it was safe for me to watch. i popped some corn and threw my robe on and stood in the back and ate, and then i came back inside and finished the dogshow i had on pause. now im sittin here by myself waitin for a text. i took a picture of the fire and sent it to all my friends. they will all get a laugh of course because its all a huge scam. i don't know which is funnier- who started the fire or watching them. i suppose its good practice for the boys to put it out. you know there wasn't nothing of value up in there for them to drag out. now i am all nervous feeling like i have violated some law- and they haven't come within 50ft of me so i ain't worried at all. and it ain't the whole crew of them GOD DANG that wouldn't be fair- it is just the one city employee with the feminine flair. so i dunno whats got me trippin- it wasn't my house that burned down. shit. ima take a bath to calm myself and eat a grilled cheese and watch tv.