Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Don't feel like sleeping.
So, instead, I'm watching lame tv and daydreaming over clothing. It's the only thing my brain is capable of at 11:58 PM.
Actually, it's not lame TV. It's six feet under. Nothing like dead people walking around and having conversations with gay religious funeral undertakers. Adorable scruffy haired funeral undertakers with paternal instincts to rival those of a mother bear.

My camera came, and I took a hot picture of a radish.

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