okay already
I drove past my own driveway tonight.
I was three frickin’ houses down before I figured it out. I suck.
In other news, however, I have been unjustly accused of losing my edge as of late. As in, I am in danger of losing my reputation as the queen of the dirty, mouthy, hookers.
This is distressing, to say the least.
I have been enjoined to stop the mush! Talk about boobs, and peeing in public, and even…*gasp*! chicken wings.
Okay I will. I will blog about all those things. And more. Give me ideas in comments.
But first, I have also been asked to share some poetry. Which, as we all know, can get mushy, sad, and evendepressing.
Nevertheless! I have endeavored to collect two po-ems for your reading pleasure this evening. One, written tonight, one posted before but taken down before anyone had really much of a chance to read it. Enjoy. And then after, tell me what you really want to hear about.
Like LightningLike lightning |
Only MeI love daffodils and sunshine I understand what pain means Some mornings I oversleep |
So really. Tell me what to talk about.
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