Thursday 30 April 2009

its raining so i am unable to say hello

I am left alone in the house. He has left for edinburgh.

I am sitting in his little office trying to find reasons not to go shopping.

a- its raining

b- i hate everyone today

c- i will figure out more in a minute.

When I was small I would fantasize about being crushed to death by my fathers books. That would teach him.



Future Story

A woman falls in love with a cactus plant. The cactus plant is a devout Catholic and insists that it will not touch her before they get married, so they plan a wedding in May. Every night before she goes to sleep she thinks about ways the cactus plant can fuck her without cutting her up. She wonders if there is a picture she can find on the internet to use as reference.