Monday, February 13, 2012
And What Dwarf Are You Today? (I'm Sorry If The Word "Dwarf" Is Politically Incorrect. I Can't Keep Up With This Shit)
Jessie and Vergil and Ceelo left and I did cry. It didn't help.
Vergil said he was feeling grouchy today. I said, "Well, I'm Pissy, you're Grouchy, all we need is five more dwarfs."
Jessie said she could be Sleepy and Sneezy. We're almost there.
Ceelo can be Wary.
All I want to do today is stay in bed and I just washed the sheets so I could conceivably put them back on the bed and crawl in but no, no, no, I am going to go to the grocery store because we're out of things like yogurt which is something we do not grow or kill here and don't even talk about keeping a cow or a goat and milking it and making my own.
Not unless someone pays me. Even then, I doubt it.
No. Crying didn't help. Now my eyes just feel fucked up and I have a little crying headache.
Well, here's some camellias.
I guess that helps.