last night was pretty much one of those awesome, "no, now THAT was the worst night of my life" kind of nights....the suckage was whipped and creamy and all over my cupcake.
I had no couch to sleep on last night so I picked the floor, unfortunately they are wood and cold and wouldn't you know it, pansy girl didn't have enough blankies? So you keep that slight shiver all night long, even though you cover every open, "wind drafting" hole in your little sad bed, made of two of the weird bedskirts and a blankie that smells like eight's nutsack in some delicious spots...then at precicely 2:39 am, a delicious roach who harvests crumbs from eight's nutsack (amongst other yummy entrails) crawled onto my pillow and onto, can you guess........me!! I leaped up and shook myself trying not to yelp, sigh...he was a big motherfucker too. then I lay back down and at precicely 2:48 am, jolette begins to snore every other breath for the next 39 minutes. I know what you're thinking, "gee, what a puss, at least she snores every other breath" but wait, then you can hear eight walking around causing mischief, prolly eating shit because he's been kicked out of bed. Sometimes he growls at chair legs too. And its these real gutteral growls that you can feel in the wood floors (especially at 3:56 am) . So sorry to keep going but i'm verrrry sleepy right now and you know when you stay up too late? You start to get hungry. So here's woe is me poor ollie, wishing she could eat brite spot soooooo fucking bad right now but instead she's listening to josh laugh from the other room and the sleeping beauty jolette rippin it through dreamland...i'm feeling slightly insane, did I stop defining sentences now? Is this one giant one? Its 4:30 now. Its fucking cold dude.
Oh hey I just woke up from a sick little power nap where I had a nightmare about pissing myself, awesome!! its five thirty, I can hear eight growling at another pant leg, awesome.
I think the house is empty now. I can't tell. I'm gonna find a bed and pretend last night never happened. I wish I has melatonin right now. And a baseball bat to knock myself out.