Monday, February 14, 2005
The Sadness of Time
Spiny reptiles are crawling along my limbs. I am swamped in and fogbound. Everything is turning mellow yellow and I am at the end of my tether. I think I am taking drugs but I am not. I took some sudafed earlier but that's it. My grandmother loves pickles. She was beaten by her disastrous father. Please help me for I am so unreal. This is not meant to be silly. I think I am going crazy. I can't take anyone out for Valentine's dinner tonight. Those skunky hussies will have to fend for themselves.