dear dough diary,
my nap just suckt donkey yang today. i swear. damn city workers drove around LOST with their sirens, i suppose waiting for the inferno to grow, as to become more visible so they could FIND IT BETTER, i dunno, but i am so sure the many trips circling the block in full sirens and whorns blaring is what made the difference and saved many lives. i get panic attacks now from sirens, even meatwagons. i don't know why, but depending on the circumstances, they can throw me into a full blown "seizure" which is retarded. ive seen flashing lights in my rear view mirror on the highway, i just try and go faster so they don't catch up. i do not want to get in the way. its sad. really. im hoping that if i were to crash in a car accident, i die upon impact, cuz i wud surely die of panic waiting for the city to arrive. in fact, if i were to survive, id prolly just crawl off and leave the scene and die in the bushes somewhere with some dignity.
anyway, how we got from my nap to dying in the bushes IS BEYOND me so, tonite, i am painting my toes, because they haven't been done since Oct 18th, and lets see, prolly take yet another bath, 3rd one today, and hummmm, oh the GOOD WIFE is on, LOVE THAT SHOW, and i think ill make some mole-asses cookies tonite, just for shits and giggles. now WHY one tiny salted tear is trying its damndest to squeeze its tiny little ass out of the corner of my dry assed eyeball is BEYOND me, but that lump in my throat is already gone, i just lied my fat flat ass off, ima eat the fuck out them cookies. ima make a double mf batch. lololol lil bitches.
toodles of oodles
i really think ive lost my mind
and frankly IM OK WITH THAT
my nap just suckt donkey yang today. i swear. damn city workers drove around LOST with their sirens, i suppose waiting for the inferno to grow, as to become more visible so they could FIND IT BETTER, i dunno, but i am so sure the many trips circling the block in full sirens and whorns blaring is what made the difference and saved many lives. i get panic attacks now from sirens, even meatwagons. i don't know why, but depending on the circumstances, they can throw me into a full blown "seizure" which is retarded. ive seen flashing lights in my rear view mirror on the highway, i just try and go faster so they don't catch up. i do not want to get in the way. its sad. really. im hoping that if i were to crash in a car accident, i die upon impact, cuz i wud surely die of panic waiting for the city to arrive. in fact, if i were to survive, id prolly just crawl off and leave the scene and die in the bushes somewhere with some dignity.
anyway, how we got from my nap to dying in the bushes IS BEYOND me so, tonite, i am painting my toes, because they haven't been done since Oct 18th, and lets see, prolly take yet another bath, 3rd one today, and hummmm, oh the GOOD WIFE is on, LOVE THAT SHOW, and i think ill make some mole-asses cookies tonite, just for shits and giggles. now WHY one tiny salted tear is trying its damndest to squeeze its tiny little ass out of the corner of my dry assed eyeball is BEYOND me, but that lump in my throat is already gone, i just lied my fat flat ass off, ima eat the fuck out them cookies. ima make a double mf batch. lololol lil bitches.
toodles of oodles
i really think ive lost my mind
and frankly IM OK WITH THAT
