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I got out of bed this morning to blow my nose, only to expel a big glob of black soot that had been resting in it all night. then i remembered... the lady with the fire ring, and my infatuation with her hips.
Yesterday was a good day. fantastic in-fact, amazing. I spent it with people that make me laugh so hard i want to run around in circles telling the world. We went to the trail of terror, a haunted theme park out in chakopee. The haunted house is supposed to be one of the largest heated houses in the area, and i have to say i was impressed. Even Prizlaff would have been jealous. Then we spent the rest of the night running between different trailers of hauntedness and trying to scare each other by grabbing legs in the darkness.
And then we sat down around the fire with our booze and cigars and i remembered looking at people like me when i was in high school and thinking they were really cool. And i felt really cool. Like i've finally got it together, and im finally happy with the results. like these people really should be jealous of my life, because i sort of am (if thats possible).
I know i said some things i wouldn't have said if i had been sober, but the greatest part was that i felt comfortable even when i was making larajokes. And when it was all over i climbed into a warm bed and cuddled up, never wondering once what tomorrow will bring. Because i know itll simply be another amazing day.
Yesterday was a good day. fantastic in-fact, amazing. I spent it with people that make me laugh so hard i want to run around in circles telling the world. We went to the trail of terror, a haunted theme park out in chakopee. The haunted house is supposed to be one of the largest heated houses in the area, and i have to say i was impressed. Even Prizlaff would have been jealous. Then we spent the rest of the night running between different trailers of hauntedness and trying to scare each other by grabbing legs in the darkness.
And then we sat down around the fire with our booze and cigars and i remembered looking at people like me when i was in high school and thinking they were really cool. And i felt really cool. Like i've finally got it together, and im finally happy with the results. like these people really should be jealous of my life, because i sort of am (if thats possible).
I know i said some things i wouldn't have said if i had been sober, but the greatest part was that i felt comfortable even when i was making larajokes. And when it was all over i climbed into a warm bed and cuddled up, never wondering once what tomorrow will bring. Because i know itll simply be another amazing day.