Jun 25, 2006 12:54
every where the wind goes that is where I want to go.
I had to wake up at 3 a.m wit ha stomach ach from the 2 pints Ben and J's I ate last night, and went out to see the sun rise, but didnt see anything, it was cloudy.
Anyway, I let out Mr. Cuddles the rabit that is always joy in a bucket. I am at the Marina its boring. I wrote a resume and cover letter, which is a double delightfully boring challange to hold my attention, maybe theres more ice cream to eat?
There is a weight here I like to life it must weigh 3 lbs. because my weights at my place are like 1 Lbs.
I want to beaf up the guns for swiming, and in case anymore creaps come in here gawking at me I can have something to back up my mouth. Muther fuckers, this man yesterday must have been developmentally disabled, right? But then after I had to tell him to hurry up and get the hell out of here in Italian yesterday, which he understood, i didnt think he was. I think he was a creap though, like a "peeping tom', (or Joe Hoffmann tries to get play when there is no connection)- I was helping him find a boat he could build for his fat disgusting man tits; then he just like that looked down at my vag and starred obviously like a pervert!(practically liking his chops) So needless to say I am not totally turned (back)balistic, but like dont talk to me unless you have something good to say, especially DONT if your trying to get some play off me, money whatever, this aint some bartering process, its love and its not patriarchy,
So I have a snorkel date with Annie if I can get outa here by 3 par chance. Then I am meeting up with the gallery123 board to give them the dilly on the input, I need theres!
Ssw==t I'm going to nap.
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