The Wonderful World of Disney
Today I woke and intended to chop my head off with a pair of hedge clippers to ease the pain in my neck. I really did. But then, 4 motrin, 2 aleve, and an icy hot later I felt a little better and worked at my aunts group home, weeding. I hate that cursed profesion. I always feel like old Miss Daisy, like I hsould be wearing a wide-brimmed straw hat because I'm weeding. Maybe that's just me. Then lightning came and the heavens opened up and pissed all over me. That sent me home in a hurry. Alas, I arrived, and after spending a few hours lethargically doing little, I went to sleep. I dreampt of this godly being who beat me and called me "Billyhoe". Yep, that's right, Sarah. Not sure why she was beating me, maybe I'll find out when I talk to her. But then I was awaken to eat dinner, etc., and go to the football lifting, despite the fact that I could not lift or run. In the end I decided to wear my protection in case Tommy wanted to take snaps, but he didn't, so I stood in the weight room for a great amount of time with an uncomfortable athletic supporter on. Sound like fun? Thought so. Now I'm sitting here, bored and waiting for someone to contact me, maybe aliens, possibly a figment of my imagination, or maybe Sarah. She kinda transient like all those above.... MEOW I got on a bad tangent and ended it. I think this entire livejournal was one long tangent. It was. Damn, somebody kill me and end this misery. Just make sure to hit me in the neck.....
Love You Sarah
Love You Sarah