maybe if I stopped reading about manditory sex parties, or looking at pictures of Obama riding a unicorn, or looking up things like “octopus bras”, I’d write something interesting on here
But for now, I’m just going to write a list of things that I will write about. Later. When it’s not 5:34am and I’m not sick in bed next to my boyfriend who has been snoring since 3am. Granted, he’s sick too, and it’s that snoring that isn’t really snoring. I can just hear the snot move around in his nose when he breathes.
Now he’s grinding his teeth.
Can he tell I’m blogging about him?
Also CAN NOBODY ELSE SMELL THE INSIDE OF THEIR NOSE WHEN THEY’RE SICK? And doesn’t it smell like mucus? And isn’t that comforting?
Also, when I brought this up the other day, he told me to talk about mucus less often. And that I sound like a crazy person most of the time. And that’s when I mentioned that I want a coat made out of live cats.
Also, DXM DOES make you high. No wonder kids robotrip.
OH YEAH. The list. Things I will write about:
Hotornot.com: rating everyone either a 1 or a 10. Also, why I got mad at Guy when he said I’m a 10.
My cats watch me sleep. I’m really careful about filling their food dish now because I’m pretty sure they’re sizing me up. Do cats attack? Like while you’re sleeping?
I KEEP HAVING DREAMS ABOUT HITLER.
So I have these new friends. And they have AIDS.
My boyfriend just sleep-punched me.
I like your ideas. The world you are looking for does not exist–you are creating it or you CAN create it. The world as it exists has no room in the front and center for anything real. And you know this and can say it better than I. I like your ideas.