I was on my bed wrapped in a blanket like a burrito and I sneezed and put tiny specks of nastyness all on Geraud's side of the bed because my side has piles of folded clothes that I have deemed not ready to be banished to cupboards.
And it hit me, no matter what I do in life I'll probably always be trying to be your muse. Can't help it. I don't feel any real drive to be a producer of what will be consumed but just a tiny voice inside your ear that sings, out of rhythm, when you're drunk.
This is less a rant and more a proclamation. I'm not failing, I'm just making you better. Duh!
Also, maybe I just like to argue and make you think illogically because the world is not logical nor rational.
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Next song.
I drank some milk out of the bottle today. Two times. I have a hard time talking to my taste buds about whether we like it or we just like the idea, of it. It reminds me of something. Paste? I can't quite figure it out and then when it's inside...Utter disappointment. BIG JOKE.
Next song, part deux.
My boy got a casquette yesterday. He wears it. It makes him wiggle. To illustrate I will show your eyeballs, but not your loins. Those are not to be tempted. Not on the internet. It's an instore special only.
ps. i have shaky hands
6 comments:
i like the casquette. and yer shaky hands.
what about the bedbugs, poule?
luke told me he's skaird of dem.
i'm reading confederacy of dunces. it's good and is set in new orleans. you maybe have read it?
I guess the combination of Geraud wiggling and shaky hands made that picture rather fuzzy.
What kind of bottle did you drink out of? The only "milk" I've seen that reminds me of paste somewhat is heavy whipping cream. I have to make whipped cream out of it at work and it comes out of the carton in clumps sometimes. Well on its way to being cheese.
I think that caps are not good if you have hair. If you are bald - fine, you protect your head, but if you have hair its like making a scalp-hair-fabric sandwich and its not so good. And if it rains it will get wet.
Listen. About the muse thing. You are aiming to becoming a shotgun driver. You might not have to drive but you sure will have to shoot several native americans on the way.
And about milk, try flavored soy milk. In todays world you don't have to be dependent on natural flavors to be happy anymore.
I like my cap! Allysin told me it makes me look cute... I know she just said that because ... well... just because; but whatever!I have shitty hair anyway, and can't work out something that looks almost alright for more than 2 weeks when I get an hair cut, so: cap it is!
Johannes, we're living in the focking country of Its (creepy) Hollyness(less) Majesty: it rains every focking day!
About bedbugs: I still think that to some extent, the small thingy won't eat the big one...
I'm sure luke has his reasons. So far I'm aware of them and not inviting them to bed with me.
A muse will not be shooting anyone. Only tasering them.
It's a plastic bottle of uht milk. I think I'll try some almond or rice milk or just cloudy water.
My pants have 5 buttons and are so painfully taxing to operate that my peehole times might be severely limited today.
hhaha peehole times.
did you know that the muscle of a penis is actually flexed when it is flacid? it is when one is relaxed enough that it will overcome and become dur.
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