benni

wheeeeeeeeeeee! (i like wheee... but you knew that...)

this is gonna be a shorty... not a shorty like this last entry was a shorty, but still not long, either. because she is so tired...

you know when you're so out of it that you get confused because you're looking at a word that you THINK is a word, but you're not sure? i just had that problem with the word 'shorty'. i looked at it and was positive that it's not actually a word, and by leaving it in my journal, i'll appear a wee bit more stupid than usual. i'm just going to trust my inner monologue which says i'm way too tired and stupid to rely on my brain, which is now poop, so i should just let it be.

did that make sense? i don't know...

today (yesterday?) i decided to drive to canada! not really sure why... i guess i was going crazy from being in the house all day... every day... for this horrible post laser week. sure did suck...

i made it my mission to find moose. now, before i tell you how that all went, i'm going to stop here and go to bed... and you all have to make up an end to my story... which starts like this:

today (yesterday?) i decided to drive to canada! i made it my mission to find moose. but....

what happened to me? did i make it out alive? did the moose hijack my vehicle and leave me stranded in the great up north? only you know, kids... only... you... know...

fuck. i'm gonna go eff my pillows. i love you guys... often. while you sleep.