March 3, 2011

the first noel

dear not wasting a minute of my safe day diary,

everything was going as planned- you see- that is until the grump put his butt hole on my leg and left a snail trail on my pajamas. the heat radiating from it was sickening- and that is what made me look down in the first place. ima have to change now- and i could have worn these til my next bath- stupid dog. my right bottom row of eyelashes is itching too- so i dunno what that shit is about either. i might have to go back to bed and start my favorite day over. i am glad that the community does not look up to me as a big hero. i would be so ashamed to look back at them knowing i was a fool wearing a heroes' uniform. i know the big book says you ain't posta make references to others as fools, but i was talking about myself here, kindof, if i was wearing someone elses' hero boots. i will never understand i suppose. maybe it is that i just don't need to. maybe i really am not hero worthy. i'll just save myself when my house catches on fire. how's that.