scrawls.

scrawls

still cheaper than therapy*

9.12.05

and, A is coming. yippee :)

this makes life better. as if it wasn't already good enough with it being Friday and lunchtime. it would be like christmas, if i was five and still liked christmas. i'm sure there are people that continue to like christmas far into their adult years. i've met some. but not only are they playing christmas music on every. fucking. radio. station, and (ooh! this was funny: last night it was Very Very Cold Again, right, and our neighbors with the seven inflatable yard decorations - which, if memory serves, are a x-mas tree, a penguin, a grinch and dog, a snowman, ... shit, that's four ... a santa ... and some other hideous thing ... anyway - the blowers for the yard decorations couldn't keep up with the ice. So they were all bent over in half, inflated, but all bowing over - did you know the grinch could autofellate? And this morning they were frozen in this position. it is the Kinky Tantric Yogatastic Collection of Tacky Christmas Inflatables) our neighbors are going increasingly all-out, again, and couldn't we just skip all the religious part and just have a nice Solstice? please?

scrawled @ 19:29