Thursday, May 11, 2006
monsters and small bosoms
Current mood: suspicious
Category: Myths and Mythology
alice has been reading the newspapers all day and has been loudly saying how she wants to move house and that it will be better somewhere else with new people and without some people and who could she mean by that? maybe the monsters are getting to her.
it took her ages to get past them yesterday. she only managed to get in after one monster accidentally prised open a window and she managed to clamber in. the first thing she did was turn off the cd player. it is probably just as well because it was getting quite hot and the weather is very sunny so we dont need the heating on at the moment particularly because british gas has put its prices up and that is outrageous. the price guarantee deal is a scam too. so is council tax.
alice has warned me that she will be away this weekend and i wont be going with her in the duffel bag or in her pocket and not even stuffed up her jumper although she doesnt have big bosoms and actually they are more like bee stings. i think she is going to see pete but i have not met pete and i am worried about alice.
i will sit under the stairs for exactly forty five minutes and meditate. maybe things will seem clearer and easier and less mean then.
bye. ted.
Category: Myths and Mythology
alice has been reading the newspapers all day and has been loudly saying how she wants to move house and that it will be better somewhere else with new people and without some people and who could she mean by that? maybe the monsters are getting to her.
it took her ages to get past them yesterday. she only managed to get in after one monster accidentally prised open a window and she managed to clamber in. the first thing she did was turn off the cd player. it is probably just as well because it was getting quite hot and the weather is very sunny so we dont need the heating on at the moment particularly because british gas has put its prices up and that is outrageous. the price guarantee deal is a scam too. so is council tax.
alice has warned me that she will be away this weekend and i wont be going with her in the duffel bag or in her pocket and not even stuffed up her jumper although she doesnt have big bosoms and actually they are more like bee stings. i think she is going to see pete but i have not met pete and i am worried about alice.
i will sit under the stairs for exactly forty five minutes and meditate. maybe things will seem clearer and easier and less mean then.
bye. ted.
