Its time to go. The clock ticks like in in fucking Wonderland. Work bores my feet and back to numb pain. my hands feel like someone bathed them in chalk.
The answer is yes. Hellll yes. YOU MAKE ME HAPPY,BABY!
Princess. Thats what grandma always said I was. God, I wish I could talk to her now. Just hear her voice. Just have her kiss me like she used to never just once. I can smell Liz Taylor. I'm calling Aunt Sammy now.
Why am I awake? A sensible person would have went back to bed, but sensibility is not my forte.
1130. Ther world is not awake yet! I want him to be home. I want to finish sotring the pics for the band video,not watch specials on Britney Spears. Oy. Vey.