nebel

somedays words just runover my brain cup....other days I've got to wade through the mess of them.

I woke up this morning crying, or rather I must have been crying in my sleep, whatever the case I've been in the funk all day and mixed with my hit by a car on my bike body..I'm one hellava mess, I tell you what.

I made shrinkidink art all morning and tried to strech out my spine so that it doesn't hurt when I walk...it felt better while I was streaching, but was all poo after.

work was like a hurricane....a really shitty not fun one, with crabby people who rearranged my tables and demanded knives for their fucking finger food. stuffy place, stuffy people. I tell you what.

art and me, we's like neighbors who sometimes ask each other for eggs or sugar. But are always trying to one up the other with the latest hedge clipping or lawn gnome. Yesterday I totally had him beat with this bad ass dear shrub that was eatting a bunny and wearing heels, but then he built a privacy fence and totally killed all my lupines. fucking bastard. I'm totally buying a pool this year! HA!

whatever. my feet hurt and bills are headin my way on tropical breezes with ravens in the updraft.
i tell you what.