with the predictable yet awful nightmares over continued health and upward progress. it wears on marty, as it should.
now it's the middle of the day, L is snoring over the monitor, D is King Boo on Mario Circuit, and I am eating a cheese sandwich with pickles on the side. The cold mustard licked my finger and I thought 'this can't possibly be mustard'. I'm using mayonnaise which expired Feb 26, 2011.
Drew just asked me, "Aren't you happy?" and I reflexively said "yes".
Bash my head in while sitting in the lotus position.
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