April 11, 2011

a dove- notta crow

dear monday stupid monday diary,

i drove the convertible last night and really liked it. somehow airing my hair out and drying my sweaty roots gave me a new crispy style this morning i really wasn't expecting. i am quite pleased actually- if i had hairspray in the house- i would prolly consider cementing it- but i don't use hairspray- and i ain't running out to buy some for this occasion- because frankly- there is no occasion. my fingernails must think there is a special event today- they turned out perfect, but they always do- the dependable fucks. i brewed up a special color for them last night because one of the BRAND new colors i got the other day was SUPER SUCKY. i had to add some red to it, (imagine that) and now it's a color i can live with. ima do a little diggin today in my flower bed- clean things up a bit in there, 'change the sheets.' the hens and chicks are sure poppin out nice. it'll be their first spring without their true owner pat. i am so glad i went and stole them from her porch after she died. it's hard telling where they'da ended up. now that pat is buried right by my house- i keep her hens and chicks as close as i can to her- as the bird flies...