'tis the sleazin'
this morning my sleep was interrupted by what felt like twenty different cats clawing all over my body, but it just ended up being stewart stepping on my face. i looked around the room and i was the only person there, in another couple's bedroom, i read a note, got up and started my day at one p.m. i sold a book, got some lunch and ended up at a mall. self centered shopping and retail therapy done with i came back to my parents house to hear more criticisim, listen to the new gwen stefani album with my sister, take a shower and hopefully be asleep by midnight. here comes the weekend.
new grass, new heir.