Woke up today decidely manic. I think it might have started yesterday now that I look back on it - and to the fact that I was baking and doing laundry at 10pm. I feel fantastic! I'm down more in weight, already started laundry, am about to clean the kitchen and make more bread, France is my bitch....
Jono is watching Biggest Loser. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA (not for the weight loss part - just the title) He asked today how old Rachel was in a pic I tagged of her and the freakin' date is right on it. It was eight years ago. Do the math, Jono. Do the math.
Just thought of a song because the dogs are barking: "Fuck you too, bitch. Call the cops. Imma kill you and them loud-ass mother fucking barking dogs. And when the cops came through me and Dre stood next to a burned down house with a can full of gas and a hand full of matches and still wadn't found out...."
I miss Cecilia. *sigh* (she's getting fixed up before we sign the contract and I don't have her today)
No comments:
Post a Comment