Daze Of Future Chat

alrighty now, Aeri...you better stay out of my head...who's to say that isn't already happening.

 

ive caught 2 of my friends having full out conversations with no one else (and they didnt know i was there)

one admitted she was talking to herself ..

the other said he was talking to his wife ....who had died a year previous (that was the snowblower in the livingroom guy)

 

I always talk to myself... There's nobody else around.

 

i do too but not out loud...just in my head

 

Where's the fun in that?

 

its not fun at all ..i wish i would stfu

especially when its time to sleep

 

No black eye Aeri. it's like on my fored? Forred? Forehead?? But over the eye. It hurts but just a bruise really. Yes I'd be devastated if I had a black eye.

My bread turned out nice, messy to cut but the knife worked well.

 

stuffy nose, where is my axe?>>>, Im a chop this bitch off..

 

so much for el chopo chopping up trump. i had so much hope .. now my dreams are shattered..

 

now time for a chipped ham salami sammich ,, creepy dreams are on the way..

3 chippy choppy posts..

its 420 somewhere..

 

lol chip douglas..

i never seen much gracy allen and george burn before... but that gracy allen had me in tears the other morning .. todays tv never stands a chance with these classics ..

 

I know right. That's when my brain really wants to chat to me.

 

Mother fuckers think they can stop me turning on the heat by putting a screw through the cover. OK they did stop me because I don't have a screwdriver. But those fuckers forgot to let the hot water run out. So I will warm myself by the steam of the hot ass shower continually running as I sleep in a nice warm room.

 

i hate being up when im not going to work..

 

mumblestuff....

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A0kypyGSKsE

 

Who are the mofos? Your neighbours? Water/electricity cut off or something?

 

Yep. I talk to myself lots. I also talk to trees. The plants in the garden.. etc. The kitchen. "Let's not hurt each other this time, stove,.. okay?" "What the hell is a puree?"

When I was younger, I talked to God often. This usually involved yelling at deity. WTF, Ma'am?? Now that I'm older... we ignore each other quite a lot.

 

Lynn... I was thinking about you and your Mom yesterday. My sister called and our mother is moving in with sis and her husband. She's gone quite dottie and she's mostly blind now so she can't live on her own any longer. Not that she ever had much claim on sanity. She's always been mean and wacko.

That old witch is lucky she has my sister in her life still. No way could I ever live with that woman. We don't even say her name after dark.

She's decided that wearing clothes is optional. Oh hell, NO. Put some pants on, old lady! Her dentures no longer fit because she couldn't be bothered to wear them and her gums shrunk. It's a nightmare.

I don't think I'll ever get nutzo in my old age... if I keep this farm. Being in nature and working outside keeps ya young. I think being mean-spirited ages ya, too. That ain't me.

 

I don't say anything for days and then three posts in a row. Too much coffee?? Is there any such thing?

Gave up on sleeping a couple of hours ago. Winter allergies are trying to become bronchitis. Even if I fall asleep, I cough myself awake. Why bother.

Should be snowing in the next couple of days. Maybe that'll settle the allergies down.