the orbit of your hips eclipse
in the past week i have:
received marble from ireland, attacked a leech, heard about wounded cards and blowing doors off of buildings, eaten cherry pie, gotten really really REALLY fucking dirty, watched a pirate movie [with the large distraction of mr. depp's face wound], danced in my room, worn no underpants for a freakishly long period of time, sang myself hoarse, seen three deer, [deers? deer? deers?], driven quite fast for seven or so hours, slept with my head in a doorframe, spent over one hundred dollars on clothes for myself [ha! take that!], and melted entirely from unforgiving heat.
in the very near future, i look forward to dancing and pelee island merlot from fucking 2003, which has been my favourite yet. oh, and maybe some nakedness. because it's so fucking hot i feel like melting a la wicked witch of the west.
i still smell like fish.
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