and loopy needs to take another nap. i survuced a root cnala thids morning. mindc you, i wasn;t aftraid of the ear shatterring zzzzzz if the tiny drills and saws, no, i was afraid that my secret super power aka lock jaw would make an appearnace as she usually does, damn show off. this time, my kind new entsit graced me with a magic pill bittle that would help keep the jaw locker at bay. for the most part, themagic pills workd. still working a wee bit as evidenced by my mD TYPNG SKILLS. which i iwlkl jeep up for prosperity or until i have ebough energy to fix this post. Anywhoo, the pills had some quiet timein the depths of the belly while my mouth got prodded and poked and doible poked with GINORMOUS needles and gloved fingers and other invasive sacriness. I lay there on the couch thinie with my eyes closed lightly so show that i was not scared. the mister allowed me the use of his ipod shuffle and i had my teeth drilled ot the soothing voices of Cat Stevens, Neko Case, Paul Simon, Sondre Lerche and Jenny Lewis...with some Stephin Merrit thrown in to make it seem more like a party.
The directions on the pill bottle are not simply for show, so thank you mr. a-go-go for kindly driving me all about. I got home around 10am and fell into the freshly made up October bed and I awoke moments ago after 2:30 and can feel the lure to revisit. Whyu not?; I can;t eat anything, I cant type very well andmy attention span is that of a young vollege boy who had had one jaigermeister too mAny. Back to funny dreamland for me and I'll return with the editing half of myself (she's dancing on the ved with a lampshade round her head)to clean upo this mess i have typed typed typed here. i can;t see very well withet. soooo blurry. i lofve you =aLLLL. really, i do. Oooh waitdid you see the october bed yet?