morgueville,heartland living.

[earwax]: Rufus Wainwright - Cigarettes and Chocolate Milk

I could kill the weather before it kills me. I know that because the rashes tell me so.

My neck could bleed from my the furious scratches I made out of extreme irritation with my uncut nails which I was supposed to cut yesterday. And I could die because I lost too much blood from scratching.

Somebody slap me.

My angmor Catholic neighbour started hanging a portait of the Pope at where we hang the flag much to the amusement of my Mother. Which i thought was funny. As in funny that my Mother found it funny. It is a vicious cycle. And the bells went off at the nativity church next to my house. My Mum predicts heavy flow of traffic during the evening service. She's been laughing at everything. Like now.

And please go listen to EIC's Fiona. It's hilarious!
fiona