heather shut the fuck up. its perfect out. perfct fall weather finally sealing shut the evil summer. and i got a haircut..and a dark dark only purpleyish in the light color. liberation i tell you. i just want to go outside without shoes. its perfect breeze. i feel like making out. or maybe just kissing the feet of the guy who discoverd kind bud and the one that made southern comfort. i left my debit card at the liquor store. when i went back the guy called me dear. old dusty liquor store guys rule. the dusty old store used to be this crumpled old ladys store..and there was never any light in there..and she sold swedish fish and put them in tiny brown bags.. and she had this super old cash register. i should alraedy be asleep. i hate to stop feeling goodness... but im supposed to be at work at 7:45 in the morning. who the hell is shopping at that time on a saturday.. that should be outlawed. stay home.. watch some cartoons.. some tnbc.. some cheesy show that no one else would ever admit they watch.. dont come to my work dont harass me because the sale doesnt ring up. and if youre feeling really nice.. you wont undfold the shirts right next time me while i fold them.. but i know im asking alot. i had the weirdest dream last night. i dont even have time to get into that now. i wish there was some tasty boy in my bed waiting for me to finish this damn sentence and fuck around with him already. this is why i dont drink much. if my sister wasnt in the living room sleeping on my couch. i could find someone to play with. haha. but would i? do it? thats just it. we dont know! haha. goodnight moon. |