March 23, 2011

mexican blowout

dear Jesus thank you for maria diary,

maria is here and she is cleaning the kitchen now and making meatloaf for lunch/dinner. bless her mexican soul. i was getting ready to call immigration and let them know she was needing a ride home- but i guess i will suspend that thought. FOR THE TIME BEING. i'm just kidding- she is fully naturalized... i think. fuck i don't know. i never even axt. her old man gets good weed tho- i do know that- but that was when i smoked weed- i don't even know about that anymore- i quit axin about that too. i am just way out of the loop these days. so i feel like scalloped corn. she dunno how to make that. i try to teach her- she don't want to learn. i have no patience. i just go in my bedroom with a stick of butter and a pack of the ritz crackers and come out and stick it in the oven- she wont even know. fuck her anyway- it's my oven. if she would have been here yesterday- she wouldn't know i feel like scalloped corn today. now my head is itching but i am not washing my hair until friday at 11AM. then after that i wont wash it until next wednedsay again. then after next wednessday i can wash my hair whenever i want after that, but the procedure i am having done friday- i will not wash my hair afterwards until wednesday. nor will i pull it back- or clip it- or pony tail it. so that will be fun. i'll bet it's good and nasty on tuesday. eww. well. had i better invent that corn dish or do without because maria ain't gunna shit it out of her ass and i can smell the bread crumbs. she does hers much different that i. mexican people cook food (even meatloaf) in a mexican fashion.