wow, how does one respond to an attempted hello kiss form a
stranger? did
you stick your tongue out? is it worse than a nasty aunt trying to plant
one on your cheek and having to feel her fat facial features rub against
your delicate skin? for your sake, i hope not.
my supper was sooooo good that i've already forgotten what i ate. that's a
lie. i remember it quite well. tofu fried in garlic and mint. it was god.
it tasted well, too (this is me making fun of my uncorrected typo). then
i napped. with that came a nice dream about watching a high school
volleyball game. it was coed (or at least one team was) and the whole
situation was hilarious. i had wished that my sister, kate, were there with
me watching. why kate, you ask? well, at a time, kate and i shared the same
wicked sense of humour and we liked to laugh at people (and hamsters).
i'm going to go make xmas gifts now.
yours,
mitch
p.s. when i was lying in my bed trying to sleep, i wanted to cross my legs,
but my muscles were so sore that i couldn't lift my right leg. i rolled on
my side and allowed gravity to work for me. how sad.
p.s.s. today is a great day for democracy in iraq. i was watching a news
report and the anchor was commenting how badly saddam looked and how his
appearance looked so much worse than usual blah blah blah. i thinks to
myself: gee, do you imagine he was trying to disguise himself?
you stick your tongue out? is it worse than a nasty aunt trying to plant
one on your cheek and having to feel her fat facial features rub against
your delicate skin? for your sake, i hope not.
my supper was sooooo good that i've already forgotten what i ate. that's a
lie. i remember it quite well. tofu fried in garlic and mint. it was god.
it tasted well, too (this is me making fun of my uncorrected typo). then
i napped. with that came a nice dream about watching a high school
volleyball game. it was coed (or at least one team was) and the whole
situation was hilarious. i had wished that my sister, kate, were there with
me watching. why kate, you ask? well, at a time, kate and i shared the same
wicked sense of humour and we liked to laugh at people (and hamsters).
i'm going to go make xmas gifts now.
yours,
mitch
p.s. when i was lying in my bed trying to sleep, i wanted to cross my legs,
but my muscles were so sore that i couldn't lift my right leg. i rolled on
my side and allowed gravity to work for me. how sad.
p.s.s. today is a great day for democracy in iraq. i was watching a news
report and the anchor was commenting how badly saddam looked and how his
appearance looked so much worse than usual blah blah blah. i thinks to
myself: gee, do you imagine he was trying to disguise himself?
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