life is speeding by at an alarming rate right now. one day bleeds into the next and i'm left wondering where i've been, and where the hell i'm going. too many mornings spent swearing off liquid courage and too many afternoons spent trying to figure out how i got home the night before. i got in a fight with a pumpkin last night. in my living room. took a bit of scrubbing to wipe away the evidence of my violence. good thing pumpkins don't have feelings. right?
"there, there, baby...he didn't mean anything by that"
Krafty, you should know better than to say that in front of impressionable pumpkins!!!
I should quit denying myself.