i just woke up by a rude phone talking to me..
so i got up and checked my email…
and i wondered what day it was…
so i looked to my left.
my left usually tells me what day it is.
but it didn’t.
cos its stuck on 2006.
i need a new calendar.
preferable for 2007.
someone get me one please. I’m too lazy and forgetful to get one until I actually need one, which is usually at home when I’m already stripped down to my underwear or in a robe or wearing no clothes or eating yogurt that had spilt on me cos i usually do that when I’m at home trying to eat yogurt in my underwear.. not that the yogurt is IN my underwear when i eat it.. well, sometimes it is, and I do eat crotchgurt as some of you know. but i don’t do the spilling on purpose. generally i try to eat it out of the tub as there are less crumbs mixed in and it and it doesn’t have that strange salty fish smell.. especially on hot summer days.. ugh…
I’d better go back to bed..
G
PS. I do realise I’ve put this blog post under the ‘drunken rants’ category but I’m half asleep, doped up on my normal sleeping tablets, its nearly 3 in the morning and I’m craving froot loops and pop tarts. which brings me to a common complaint of mine - why the FUCK did Kellogg’s stop selling pop tarts in Australia?
I mean COME ON! they were MAGICALLY DELICIOUS TASTY MOUTH TREATS.
goddamnit.
so peoples…..
send me pop tarts and 2007 calendars.
that is all.
