dear diary,
the old dog kept trying to keep me awake this nap by SNORING his rude ass off in the baby crib, i threw two pillows over at him, and it just made him more comfortable to snore. when he lays on his back like that is when he does it the worst, but i was so tired, i couldn't get up and reposition him, that and i knew he'd growl at me and i didn't feel like hearing that at 5pm so i just put the remaining pillow on my head and ignored it. now he's next to me sleeping QUIET AS A CHURCH MOUSE and acting annoyed at times of my little noises. suffer bitch. and suffer some more. it would be a good time to get another strip of eyebrow, ill wait til later.
so like the bathroom ain't been cleaned for well, i know the shower ain't been cleaned since the tub got put in, cuz i ain't been in it. im never takin a shower again. ever. ima lay in the tub til i die. once i thought about droppin a plugged in radio into the tub while i was in there, but we got all then gfc breaker plugins lol so, id have to run a fuckin extension cord from outside to do it and then i thought HOW FUCKING GAY IS THAT YOU WHORE? lol so i just put it in chapter 52 of my book lol. the editor might take it out, but i doubt it, them screwballs leave everything in usually, and i depend on people weedin out what they don't think others will like you know- what wont sell. charming. still don't like claudette and walter tho for my names. walter works. hes the father figure, claudette his daughter (who tries to kill herself) and somehow she needs an uglier name.
so i took the sweeper out of the neighbors trash can. i knew it worked. AND IT DOES. ima slick whore. now i got two sweepers. holy batshit. ima movin up in the world. i just wish it didn't smell like catpiss. i might sell it lololololool.
well. ima sea whut i cun git unto.
the old dog kept trying to keep me awake this nap by SNORING his rude ass off in the baby crib, i threw two pillows over at him, and it just made him more comfortable to snore. when he lays on his back like that is when he does it the worst, but i was so tired, i couldn't get up and reposition him, that and i knew he'd growl at me and i didn't feel like hearing that at 5pm so i just put the remaining pillow on my head and ignored it. now he's next to me sleeping QUIET AS A CHURCH MOUSE and acting annoyed at times of my little noises. suffer bitch. and suffer some more. it would be a good time to get another strip of eyebrow, ill wait til later.
so like the bathroom ain't been cleaned for well, i know the shower ain't been cleaned since the tub got put in, cuz i ain't been in it. im never takin a shower again. ever. ima lay in the tub til i die. once i thought about droppin a plugged in radio into the tub while i was in there, but we got all then gfc breaker plugins lol so, id have to run a fuckin extension cord from outside to do it and then i thought HOW FUCKING GAY IS THAT YOU WHORE? lol so i just put it in chapter 52 of my book lol. the editor might take it out, but i doubt it, them screwballs leave everything in usually, and i depend on people weedin out what they don't think others will like you know- what wont sell. charming. still don't like claudette and walter tho for my names. walter works. hes the father figure, claudette his daughter (who tries to kill herself) and somehow she needs an uglier name.
so i took the sweeper out of the neighbors trash can. i knew it worked. AND IT DOES. ima slick whore. now i got two sweepers. holy batshit. ima movin up in the world. i just wish it didn't smell like catpiss. i might sell it lololololool.
well. ima sea whut i cun git unto.
