Random Free-Association Brain Farts on a Thursday Evening.
Washin' One. Champagne. Clean house (only half of it, though). Sunburn on my back from forgetting sunscreen during windows today. Watched a really funny DUI arrest outside of Cabot St Market yesterday: thirty-something yr old professional type woman, 4 PM (!!!), ha! Clean clothes. Back hurts. Feels good to do physical work all day in the hot sun. I am getting exercise like nobody's business, so different from my couch potato life of old. Or, fairly recent olden tymes. Both sandwiches I tried to eat today sucked ass. Would it kill people to put hummus on both pieces of bread, &/or put more than a teaspoon of it in something actually CALLED a Hummus Sandwich? Probably it would. Probably it would make everyone die, everywhere. I want to have a really big & kickass party at my house, a Summer Fun Extravaganza, but I can't. I guess I could, but the whole smoking outside thing... People like smoking at parties. I don't even know why I pay for TV right now, it's useless. I'm glad. I want to read a book, I haven't in a long while. Someday soon I will have to spend an entire day outside, reading. It will make me so insanely happy. I wonder what I will write about, when I sit down to write, after summer craziness is over. Summer is almost over. I still haven't gone swimming yet. I want to go swimming someplace wonderful in just my underwear. Bathing suits are ugly, underwear is the shit. I wonder when I will finally start being financially responsible. I don't ever want to move out of Cabot Manor, but I wish I could split the expenses. Mama Cass is fucking awesome. I like non-hot, good singers a million times more than hot, crappy singers. And being able to do something very well always makes people kinda hot, even if they're not. People who have shitty insides are really sad & I feel sorry for them. But only a little bit. I wish Kitty had taken a little more care, time, & effort in covering up her giant, stankass crap especially because I just scooped the fucking shitter & she should be more polite about these things. PPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFf. Brain farts.
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