...I've had many, many cow-irkers over the years that were stone-cold crazy...I just wish they were the kind-sweet sort of crazy Maleka is. *eats glazed doughnut fresh from the bakery*
I'm feelin' the sugary love, oh yes I am...
Otherwise...
Sometimes I crave sushi. Maybe it's just the wasabi. Wasabi in potato salad is suprisingly good.
Sometimes I can't tell if I'm awake or asleep lately when I'm trying to drop off.
Sometimes friends tell me I really am Brian Blessed's spiritual niece.
Sometimes I read the crappiest, crappiest stuff, on purpose. This can't be good for me.
Sometimes other people write the crappiest, crappiest stuff. Maybe they know I'm going to read it?...
Sometimes I just want to poke it with a sharp stick, whatever "it" is today.
So there you are...
I'm feelin' the sugary love, oh yes I am...
Otherwise...
Sometimes I crave sushi. Maybe it's just the wasabi. Wasabi in potato salad is suprisingly good.
Sometimes I can't tell if I'm awake or asleep lately when I'm trying to drop off.
Sometimes friends tell me I really am Brian Blessed's spiritual niece.
Sometimes I read the crappiest, crappiest stuff, on purpose. This can't be good for me.
Sometimes other people write the crappiest, crappiest stuff. Maybe they know I'm going to read it?...
Sometimes I just want to poke it with a sharp stick, whatever "it" is today.
So there you are...