I’ve got nothing to say. I am not sure what’s wrong with me. This doesn’t happen too often, but there it is. Everything I try to say comes out as annoying and forced, and this makes me frustrated. So do you just shut it and give up or do you try to push on even with the annoying forced crap?
I don’t know.
What I do know is that it’s raining and cold out, that I am wearing pajamas, and that when I woke up this morning (after some very sad dreams about my mom, my friend Heather, and the TTHM) and thought it was Sunday.
Also, I finished painting the boudoir last night and that makes me happy. Tonight I am going to a party and that makes me happy too.
See? Nothing.
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I know what you mean. Assume that Mercury is out of phase and keep on truckin. Gemini’s communicate regardless. It’s a gift. It’s a curse.
chicken wings and napping and vodka
Raining and cold here too. Not painting anything, though. Heading to McDonald’s for a double 1/4 pounder.
so… I wish You a great party 🙂
I don’t know if it will help, but a box of literary inspiration is headed your way tomorrow.
So, SuperGenius, I’ve been gone a long time, I missed your whole poetic summer, but I came here looking for a place to congratulate you for being a Mentor finalist…hope this works–
Congrats!
I’m proud to know you and hope to bump into you some day…be gentle. 😉
Later babe–Mike
Aww, thanks! Are you taking any classes this fall?
Yeah, but just poetry, because I have some disease where my brain quits after 500 words. So I write wordy story poems without endings…so of course I signed up for a narrative poem class.
How’s about you?