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rootofnewt) wrote2001-08-04 06:21 pm
rootofnewt) wrote2001-08-04 06:21 pm
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So I went to bed around 8am, woke up around 4pm. That's not good. Tonight, I'll make sure boy is still awake to make me go to bed on time. I forgot that narcotics don't make me sleepy, but they don't really make me averse to sleeping. I just don't feel capable of making the decision and end up zoning on the couch, thinking about sentient mold.
Sentient mold is EVIL.
I should really take a shower, get dressed, and go buy some butter and milk. And I need some sour cream. That requires motivation, though, and boy is oblivious to the world. He's over in his corner, making music.
The only music I made today was my dinner--bubble and squeak. That's okay, though. Boy is the musician in this family--and he's a damn good one. I hope he can do it professionally some day. It would make him really happy and he deserves happiness.
Okay, now I'm hearing weird bells and things in my head. I'd better go make sure boy's not really making an insanity ray.
yar. :)
Sentient mold is EVIL.
I should really take a shower, get dressed, and go buy some butter and milk. And I need some sour cream. That requires motivation, though, and boy is oblivious to the world. He's over in his corner, making music.
The only music I made today was my dinner--bubble and squeak. That's okay, though. Boy is the musician in this family--and he's a damn good one. I hope he can do it professionally some day. It would make him really happy and he deserves happiness.
Okay, now I'm hearing weird bells and things in my head. I'd better go make sure boy's not really making an insanity ray.
yar. :)