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yo.
today i came home to find that leslie had graduated into a working woman!!! thank god, i didnt even have to castrate him or become a lesbian, yet. he painted, mowed the lawn, made the bed, did his dishes, i think he even used a white man's tool to do some hedging. it doesnt look like he swept the front and back stairs, but that's alright, that's allllright.
workin' like a good man oughta.
I AM A MACHINE. MY PARENTS INSTILL HARD WORK ETHIC. I AM CIVIL SERVANT.
i am reading these livejournals of les' friends who just graduated from college and im like child, please. remember that bullshit of the first little bits where you had to give yourself a pat on the back for like, taking the trash out? taking care of business? wiping front to back?
as a child i insisted that my arm was too short to wipe front to back and i maintain that it still is.
going to new orleans in three days. a mom at work put her hand to her heart and gasped "oh, that's fun" while wincing when i told her where i was going. i dont want to explain it to anyone. they wont understand. im not trying to go to bourbon street. i gotta see my homeland.
things are good here. im taking yoga classes. im going to get into creative visualization real hard. the first thing im gonna do is visualize me up this real kickin' bod. wait till you see it! your jaw's gonna drop!
i enjoy the bus and will take it more.
love to love ya!
today i came home to find that leslie had graduated into a working woman!!! thank god, i didnt even have to castrate him or become a lesbian, yet. he painted, mowed the lawn, made the bed, did his dishes, i think he even used a white man's tool to do some hedging. it doesnt look like he swept the front and back stairs, but that's alright, that's allllright.
workin' like a good man oughta.
I AM A MACHINE. MY PARENTS INSTILL HARD WORK ETHIC. I AM CIVIL SERVANT.
i am reading these livejournals of les' friends who just graduated from college and im like child, please. remember that bullshit of the first little bits where you had to give yourself a pat on the back for like, taking the trash out? taking care of business? wiping front to back?
as a child i insisted that my arm was too short to wipe front to back and i maintain that it still is.
going to new orleans in three days. a mom at work put her hand to her heart and gasped "oh, that's fun" while wincing when i told her where i was going. i dont want to explain it to anyone. they wont understand. im not trying to go to bourbon street. i gotta see my homeland.
things are good here. im taking yoga classes. im going to get into creative visualization real hard. the first thing im gonna do is visualize me up this real kickin' bod. wait till you see it! your jaw's gonna drop!
i enjoy the bus and will take it more.
love to love ya!