Saturday, November 24, 2007

dear dream

we never stood a chance in the water.

we were just too different. i jumped in naked, laughing and screaming, howling at the moon.

you wore your socks, narrowed your eyes, and tiptoed timidly on the shore.

i have never met anyone who is afraid of their own toes.

never mind the water.


- insomnia

smile

world offers endless road trips. it promises greener grass.

and sometime between preschool and second grade,

it made a dreamer out of me.

aaaarrrrggggghhhhhh

I need to use the bathroom. It's been 30 minutes and I really need to pee. It would be great if Senor Shit-pants would emerge from his porcelain-bowl oasis sometime in the near future. I'm dying over here!I love how I can hear him tearing the toilet paper off of the roll and then sighing in relief. Disgusting. No wonder TP vanishes in 2.2 seconds in this piece! This is the third time he's been in there tonight.I would just like to relieve my bladder before I start coversating. But noooo. Now I'll have to wait 20 minues for the stench to neutralize. Great.