First off, throbbing anus. Wakes me up from a dead sleep, then I think, "Okay another day of this, I can handle it."
I pay hundreds of dollars, and I'm not rich, HUNDREDS of dollars a year to insure my dogs eat the most quality food, the main reason to keep my dog BARNEY from itching. Corn makes his skin itchy. My mom has got it in her head that she NEEDS TO FEED my dogs cheap Wal Mart dog snacks whose number one ingredient is corn. I asked her not to. Politely. She denied
But you know back when I was writing all those lame posts about symbolism thinking Morrissey and I were on the same page and then YOR was released and he sang all these songs about being alone, and whopee fate just handed it to me and all that? I'm pretty sure if he did see me haunt him that he hated me. So maybe what God's saying today is, "Get on with your life. He still kinda hates you."
Or maybe I'm just seeing that as a way of finding some resolution.
Isis scoured the world looking for osirises parts, especially his weener.
Who hates reading masks at an awards ceremony? *hugs* I think My darling Socorro, the way you roll your rrrrrr's. Love.
My friend told me an interesting story today, this is the kind of stuff I hear all the time that makes me think I'm not alone in life. She drove a Volkswagon Cabrio, it's a convertible. Her boyfriend, today her husband, was sick with the flu or something and she stopped at the store to get him medicine. While in the store someone threw a burning cigarette into her car with the top down the burned a hole through her leather seat and emptied a bag of chips into her car. She was livid someone tampered