dear i'm dreaming of a white memorial day diary,
maybe it will snow at the end of may, you never do know. it almost snowed sunday. i almost tacked up sheets on my porch and ran a heater. i felt awful for my plants. they seem ok. i sure do love them bitches and i got a jungle i cant wait to share with you guys. this year it's the plants- next year- it'll be the baby. i dunno what to do with the snake. seems like now would be as good of time as any to find a nice swell home for it, but like with everything else i love- it's hard to trust someone will care for it in the same way i do and shit- sometimes i think even that leaves a LOT to be desired. then i see it over there in it's 60 gallons of glass and clean bedding and fresh tub of water and big ole rock and driftwood- knowing it just ate twenty bucks and left eleven fang marks in my bird finger.... and it wants to look at ME with them beady little eyes?
maybe it will snow at the end of may, you never do know. it almost snowed sunday. i almost tacked up sheets on my porch and ran a heater. i felt awful for my plants. they seem ok. i sure do love them bitches and i got a jungle i cant wait to share with you guys. this year it's the plants- next year- it'll be the baby. i dunno what to do with the snake. seems like now would be as good of time as any to find a nice swell home for it, but like with everything else i love- it's hard to trust someone will care for it in the same way i do and shit- sometimes i think even that leaves a LOT to be desired. then i see it over there in it's 60 gallons of glass and clean bedding and fresh tub of water and big ole rock and driftwood- knowing it just ate twenty bucks and left eleven fang marks in my bird finger.... and it wants to look at ME with them beady little eyes?
