dear my house smells like a fucking barn diary,
when i got home today and walked in, i dunno what that smell was, but it wasn't good. i didn't like it. it smelled like burnt peanuts or baked corn shucks. it was a monumental moment for me because i didn't smell that when i left. it made me wonder what all went on while i was gone? what got cooked here? what died here? who came for a visit and took a shit? i dunno but something changed in my environment, for shore. i really planned for new carpet before now. i did. then i got the court papers- that was last year. then i went to court and got violated and it ended up costing me even more fucking money. it was worth every fucking penny, it was. i've almost made all my money back though- and maybe a little extra- more than i made before we went to court- for shore.
when i got home today and walked in, i dunno what that smell was, but it wasn't good. i didn't like it. it smelled like burnt peanuts or baked corn shucks. it was a monumental moment for me because i didn't smell that when i left. it made me wonder what all went on while i was gone? what got cooked here? what died here? who came for a visit and took a shit? i dunno but something changed in my environment, for shore. i really planned for new carpet before now. i did. then i got the court papers- that was last year. then i went to court and got violated and it ended up costing me even more fucking money. it was worth every fucking penny, it was. i've almost made all my money back though- and maybe a little extra- more than i made before we went to court- for shore.
