Life as we know it sucks

I'm too sexy for my shirt

Current Mood: i feel dirty . . . oh wait, that's not a mood

Current Music: Simpson's theme

written 9-22

How exciting - positively exciting - these last five days have been. Oh yes! No school since last Thursday. It is now late Monday evening and I sit here on my bed next to my son, Henry, contemplating the agony of returning to school in less than 12 hours. I swaer, I don't get half as much sleep as you think I would. Or should. School should start an hour later. Personally, these are my thoughts.

Actually Henry is just the stuffed Hippo I bought for Shane for Christmas. Shane knows about him. He was there when I purchased him at Toyworks, Friday afternoon after the devastating hurricane.

Hurricane Isabel plowed through on Thursday evening, thus no school for five days. Shane's power was out all of Friday, so I figured I would swing by and keep him company.

Almost 6 months. In 8 days, that is. I wonder how we'll celebrate . . . Well, there is a car show on Saturday. That should be entertaining.

Supposedly my body is so sexy. My boobs, my stomach, my butt, my legs, my face, my tiny waist - ALL sexy. I don't see it, but he, I guess, does.




 Shortest Horror Story:
The last person on earth sat in a room
There came a knock at the door.

(if you think about it, it truly is frightening)

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but i threw you the obvious,
just to see if there's more behind you.
eyes of a fallen angel,
eyes of a tragedy
but i see,
see through it all.
see through, see you