36: wet mornings
Blissful to sleep through. I thought someone was in my room, fiddling with my things but it was the rain, pattering against the windows first before everything else showered down. Kinda creepy when you think twice about it.
I shall not procrastinate and move my wddly cellulite butt off this stool (since I broke the chair, have been waiting till the sis moves so I can get A WHOLE NEW SET OF FURNITURE!), into the shower and off to Funan!
Weird dreams of getting my hair cut, the hairdresser who looks like a Korean actor, school girls filing out of a toilet, afterhaving caused the...
Toilocaust!
(pronounced as toi-loh-coz)
Immense and intense bowel discharge into the toilet bowl,
rendering all olfactory senses down.
(also known as)
Toilet bowl massacre.
Vicious. ♥Trex came up with that tho. It shall be one of those words that I'll keep using and eventually get everyone else hooked onto. So list of things to do today; get hair done, mail out the laters, meet ♥Trex, finish reading my book.
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