echo

I'm home sweet home. Damn I love the smell of my apartment. I love how clean it is. I love the sound that vibrates through the walls and the vibrations of the trees filled with birds and squirrels and bugs right outside my door. Damn I love being able to run around nakid in my own warm environment where the floor is clean and I don't have to wear shoes. damn i love the fact i can piss in the bathroom and not close the door. i love the fact that i can answer my door nakid and it's probably the mail man or the maintance man and they give neat blushing looks with no worries. i love the fact that i dont have a cat to clean up as soon as i get home, no stikyness after being gone for a long time to smell. i love my cozy bed, which i havent even touched yet since walking through the door xcept the old one right next to my computer while laying down cracking up from bill hicks comedy routines. damn that man was funny. lucky son of a bitch died before another Bush was in the white house. sigh.