happyboy

Strange days and many more, the grays either become white or go black, shapes, they have a mind all their own and I am just too tired to guess what they will do next. Self awareness is a gift and a curse, I mean, it is nice to know who you are and be okay with that as long as you aren't settling. Am I right? Hello!? However, if you are a little miffed at your current state of affairs being spiritually cognizant is just fucked up beyond all true consciousness. I speak from inside the shell I have encased myself within and, while I may hear the dog barking I am still waiting for the cat to start purring.

No,I do not wish to super size my happy meal! Why should I? If there is nothing wrong with my happy meal I shouldn't need to improve upon it. What possible need do I have for a few more fries, a couple more ounces of over priced sugar water or a bouncy toy that can't decide whether it wants to be a camaro or a toaster oven!?

I am me me! And the me is fine with the me that is the me right now so no, I will not say venti when I mean large and if my mp3 player will not connect me to the all mighty (he's not real ) I will accept what fate get's around to putting on my plate.

For I am Happyboy! I am drunk! I am bored! And....this...is what I WROTE! John 3:12 something or other