on hands and knees i’ve remained for the last twenty-four hours. as of press time i’ve thrown up 31 times. water, perrier, 7-up, orange crush, orange juice, root beer; nothing is taming this bug. i wish i could actually enjoy this trip down carbonation...
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree! Much pleasure thou can’st give me just in case he IS checking his list twice here is what i would be asking for if we lived in that magical world where friends weren’t sick, parents didn’t fret over bills, animals...
volume up friends. this is what the beasts and i are dance partying around to this morning (thank you chuck). rumps shaking and breathless we managed to give a goat. the striking resemblance to the dairy buck sent truman into quite a rattled and distressed state....
