June 28, 2011

sweeping and then sleeping (under the furry rug)

dear rearranging my plant syndrome diary,

i've been cured! i don't think i've ever been struck down and cured of anything so quick in my life, but i knew i'd better get the rush on before the circus came- after all- it is happy hour. i hate being like that but i am still in my pajamas and fuck getting dressed to move my plants around. it took about thirty nine minutes (not forty one- surprised me as well) and i am pleased with the way everything turned out. i love my plants. not as much as becky, but almost. i drank a glass of pop and now i am ready to go to take my third nap of the day. i am. it wont be a long one, but it is quite the necessary one. i wish everyone a good hour and i'll back post as always when i shine again. is it a safe day today? i forgot to taste the air when i was outside. no i think yesterday was... lolol today would be cream daddy day. i cant believe i just did that. cuz i wouldn't do that with the hero's mouth- but the hero's mouth would. fact. ask ole hairy nipples. she oughta know since she lived with him... slurp slurp.