do you hear that?

[chochonomegami]

i think there is something living in my wall. not like a rat, or even mouse. i think it is some sort of giant sadistic fantasy creature that likes to bang on pipes when it gets bored. i'm thinking purple, with orange spots, and curly dredlocks. i can't be entirely sure. i'm just not buying the whole air from the heating system story anymore. that would maybe make sense if i heard it somewhere other than from my bathroom, and if it didn't seem like the wall was going to crumble under the force of the creature's blows. i'm considering shoving some playing cards into the vent above the towelrack. then it can play solitaire instead and give me some peace and quiet.

solitaire is an addicting game. deal again? why, yes, i think i will. thank you.

is anyone else wondering why micky hasn't tried out for american idol yet? what's the deal, man? get on that.

it is too late the night before my first physiology test to have accomplished nothing substantial. so i am sitting here, eating neopolitan iceream with christmas marshmallows, accomplishing nothing. darn does it taste good.

and tonite i will take a nice, hot, steamy shower. a repeat of this morning's icecubes dripping from the shower head will not suffice again tomorrow.

Aruba, jamaica ooo I wanna take you
To bermuda, bahama come on pretty mama
Key largo, montego baby why don’t we go