Woke up at 4 am. Well what to do? I waited until it was light enough to go to the park for a walk without worrying about creepos masturbating in the bushes. By 6:30 a.m. I had walked 3.25 miles. Went home, made breakfast, what to do, what to do?
Cleaned out an extra room that is basically a dumping ground for everything. Went to Kmart to buy a rug to cover the stains that I couldn?t get up from when my dog ate a basket of Easter candy and got sick on the carpet of this dumping ground. What to do, what to do?
Decided I am going to have a yard sale this Saturday. Cleaned out cupboards, sheds, kids? rooms, my room, and piled it all in the dining room. What to do, what to do? I want a drink.
Read half a book; in the mist of coloring my hair, the dog starts barking. I peer out and see the cable truck. Whatever, we don?t have special TV; we have 4 channels we barely watch, which makes me think, ?Will they come and arrest me come 2009 because I receive TV signals from an antennae (rat, big brother bastards)? So, take a shower to wash the vanity of my hair. Really thinking of AL (I blame the Chantix).
Come to the computer to go on MWO. Shit, I may not use the cable company for TV, but I use it for Internet connection. Fuck. So I try to call a friend, no answer. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
How about painting my nails this crappy light person?s nude color? Wow, that?s ugly. If I were darker or 100 years older, it would be great!!! I should get a tan, but if I walk outside I might disintegrate because it is hotter than a witches nipple outside. What to do? What to do?
What about typing out my day and insane thoughts on word and then I can share them? What a great idea!!!!
Wow, I sure feel better, but it is now only 3:22 pm.
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