Saturday, August 19, 2006

Where's my muse?

She might be swimming around the bottles of beer on the counter. I should probably take a nap. I wonder where the atom bomb is hidden.

How are you? i am currently looking for my muse. i left her around here somewhere. She might be in one of the medicine bottles. She wasn't in the coffee.

[excuse me]

Ah... How do i say this politely? She was found. She was stuck in shit. Poor thing.

And how's your ass doing? Monologue on Assholism or crazy christian? huh.