all that for that

dear letting the days go by diary,

i know there isn't much i could do to stop the days from going by, but i can sure fight how fast they fly by, or at least try, cant i? i'll go down kicking and screaming if i have to. sometimes i wish i had a magic carpet. i wouldn't ride around on mine though. i want to roll stuff up in mine and make things disappear. like poof city. i would roll the unibomber up first. bye bye unibomber. then i would roll up all my clothes and make finding new pajamas a serious priority. then id roll the grump up and away. it would be so much quieter around here then. and then i would roll my magic carpet up and put it in a big sleeping bag and tie the end shut with a knotted rope and hangit up downstairs by the rafters- i would- for the next time the shit don't float.




i cant believe i posted this either, but it must have a utilitarian use for something other than the obvious.
if not, i believe i may have found one.