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Violently agitated and highly implacable, I savor the time in my unproductive hour. My hypothetical fortune, it's like catching a sniff of tequila in the morning.
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Sunday, September 11
so, this might be it. this might be the rebirthing of the whole damn thing... sans afterbirth, thank god.
tonight was... amazing. amazing! simply and forthrightly. tons of beer, dear; a couple hot dogs, you hog; a few smokes, my bloke; and a 1/2 hour or so of the hookah, i love chalupas! the best part? learning that a new friend of a friend realizes that discussing things with initial friend is impossible... her exact words: "i'm speechless. i used to have a thing for him... but now...? give me a drag of that cigarette." ---- i awoke this morning with a headache that would dwarf the intensity of richard simmons; it felt like badgers were inside my skull tugging shamelessly on my optic nerves. but, to complicate matters, i noticed that my tortoises were partaking in weird activities. now, tortoises are funny to begin with, they just are - you have to admit, but when i focused my throbing eyes i noticed just exactly what the weird activities were -- aspergillus was mounting astragalus! what depravity! i'll admit that i have never seen tortoises attempting to do the nasty - except for those pictures on the internet - so i wasn't sure if this was actually an intimate moment for them or not. upon closer examination i saw that aspergillus was doing something that looked sinful enough, but he was sideways on astragalus, and therefore making no progress at all... nice try little fella. so, i guess they are gay. Slapped up here on 9/11/2005 12:04:00 AM by: Me, Suzy...
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