achesy is…
… listening to Calabria
… sorry that you’ve become just another story
… hoping she never lives to see the day that you become just another story
… convinced there’s a logic behind this apparent aimless spinning of her story with you, and would like to thank you for your (almost) limitless patience
… wondering if the afterlife might just be a neverending underground train ride, with your mp3 player plugged into the soundtrack of your life
… stuffed from a good dinner with some great people
… excited that trip planning is finally making some real progress
… exhausted after a massive sluttygossipfest with Evil Cheryl, who I’m not worse than when it comes to sugar and caffeine.
… immensely pleased to have a giant bar of flattened Aero. Because an O without the Aer is better than no O at all.
… looking forward to not paying for breakfast tomorrow
… about to curl up in bed and take a much needed nap
… wondering whether it’s a good or bad omen that the string which is supposed to bring her strength and ward off evil fell off her wrist less than twelve hours after the priest tied it on.
… contemplating a nibble of the flattened Aero as a bedtime snack
… in desperate need of a haircut
… amused by how excited she was to be out during the daytime, with SupSup the Pony & Co.
… still wanting Yoguru
So many choices. Too many choices. That’s why I often just leave it blank.
