Burnt Flesh Smells Like Hotdogs

Jun 03, 2006 07:54

Who knew?

Perpetual exhaustion is beginning to take over my body. I remember there being so many things to do, but thankfully I need to sleep. I feel asleep after my eye doctor's appointment. It was nearly a coma, glorious. I remember waking up a few times because my kitties were using me as a race track, however I could have cared less.

My alarm shattered my strange dreams of bathing in a coffee shop, because they forgot to take out the bathtub. I remember participating in some sort of sporting even, beating some bitch in the face with a box to keep her away from the goal as my team mate went to score. You see, it was 3 vs. 2 for some reason and being down a man we had to let out all of the stops. After we won, my german teacher slipped me 10 bucks as a tip. Strange. At least no body parts were rotting off like previous dreams.
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