Gasp!

"Incense and Peppermints" is on the radio.

Anyways...

It's 73 outside. I'm going to go find the moon.

 

73 ?!?!?!

Damn, it was so cold outside, I was freezing my balls off just walking to the mailbox.

 

73, eh? We're supposed to be getting 4-6 inches of snow tomorrow. Alas, I'm still glad I don't live in Texas. :H

 

Alas, I'm only physically here.

 

Where are you spiritually?

 

The dentist?

 

Hmm...good question.

Mount Olympus.

 

Spiritually, I live behind a big picket fence. No one can reach me. They can touch me through the posts, but they can never really reach me. I sit back and keep one eye on the world I've created, and the other eye on the world I've destoryed. Sometimes folks will stop to watch as if my simple thoughts were a type of freak-show. I don't get lonely... the lovely, un-named strangers keep me company.


*random question* How do you spell "politely"?

 

what the fuck is this?!?

...'powlytlee.'

 

What the fuck is this not?!?

...thank you.