Sunday, July 22, 2007

A toilet for my steaming cerebral fecal deposits.

It is 5:10 am Sunday July 22nd 2007. I have been feeling deliciously manic lately.
Just the right amount to where I dont beat myself down that manic depressive ladder because even I know I have become a
freak of t shirt rolling, color code storing, bottom drawer reorganizing insomniac mess. This moment is why I refuse to look
into brain pills, why I chose to not self medicate. In this moment the world is my oyster.
So now I am one of those people that can say check out my blog.

I think it is good. Hello internet, glad to meet cha.

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