oh my myyyyy.

i feel like ive been run over by trucks,
for the last six days, day after day,
a new day a new truck.

and tomorrow a new truck ,,
but ahhh, tuesday no truck,
but then trucks all the way until
sunday no truck kkkkK.

flafla.

jessie is the best. she's making me a snack.

wow.

i miss bears, and sistAs and such.
i miss waters and greens and rain.
i miss myself.

being "as quiet as a church mouse"
all day, because i just want to scream,
it comes out my eyes.
i want to punch the guy i work with in the face.

i skipped sitting down at "staff meal" today just so that i could listen to a cd that i wanted to listen to,, mouse on mars, because they all would not have found it to fit with the white man guitar suck bad tunes. (not that there arnt good ones out there, just that they listen to bad no brain badness).

fuck a duck.