ain't nothing like KAREN. but i still ain't SHARON

dear intolerance to my own eyelids diary,

and so... i tried to sleep and got up again to water my plants. look who had something to say about that, and it is okay to laugh out loud as i did, he looked stupid(er) in person... so now my plants are all wet and ready

for more sun i suppose and me, well, i am wet too. and that's cool. i haven't been wet going to bed in a while- so it is kind of sort of a treat- in a way- really- if you think about it- like a pervert would. my hair is awful fluffy to think like a pervert, especially when the unibomber just flashed his dick in my face. i knew there was something in the air tonight- either that or he saw me wet already and just wanted to be sure and mark what he feels could be his territory. now he has his shoes on. maybe he's gunna play the hero and meet some lucky whore at the corner. i best be watching my purse then- i don't want to foot the BILL like cuntface. that ain't gunna WORKMAN. SHOUT OUT CUNTFACE.