don't forget to shut the window

dear hot as hail diary,

the snake popped out- just as i expected- but she didn't come all the way out. i didn't get a picture like i wanted. i moved her. she'll wake up tomorrow and be confused. she will get over it- i always do. it only takes a minute. the dogs hate it when i move shit around. the grump went nuts. i cant believe i didn't fuck the internet up. any other time you just walk by the son of a bitch and something is wrong- tonight i touched it and look at me go. sometimes it's just like that i suppose. i really don't give a shit. my head itches. i think there is a spider on my neck. i just know it will be in the back of my shirt soon. i feel like taking a flea bath- but i don't want to use up all the shampoo- both the dogs need them worse than me. but i never see fleas on them either. i am religious on the frontline stuff- so my babies don't suffer. fuck a flea. i still use flea shampoo tho- but i ain't sure why- prolly to expose them to as many chemicals as possible. oh my. the snake is awake now. i doubt if she's looking at the ceiling at the monkey.