The life format revealed below, although mostly disguised, may be too frightening to keep up. Maybe a one-day only fabrication. Vandals are coming in my mind to self-cancel.
I am in love with chairs today.
Thursday, January 26, 2006
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oh MM, your furry visage makes the ol' sloth's heart burst with love!
There is a plasma tv in there, somewhere, programmed with spaghetti westerns. Did you find it?
pee ess, good luck with the wisdom teeth, ems. How many -- all 4 toofs? Hope they load you up with delicious pain killers! The beard will conceal any cheek swelling in the meantime.
make sure to ask for the hallucinogens MM and remember to kick some over to friends. In return we will bring popcicles to soothe your tortured gummys.
I am back from 3 hours dentist fun. After seeing Marathon Man, I had a new appreciation for the experience, as in I am lucky not to be tortured by a Nazi. Instead my dentist is soothing, in the manner of Frank Sinatra or Dean Martin. Right now I can't feel the right side of my face and I think they must have given me something pretty strong cuz I be feelin' pretty woozy and pretty nice. I get into bed for a while now. I zonky.
get well soon mm. sleep the dreams, dream the sleep, let the narcotized world rain down upon you.
ouch ouch ouch. not good.
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