honeylust

Thank God for sundays



I slept most of my day away, only waking to eat, smoke my stogs, drink water and laxative tea, and search for jobs via internet for the Lost boy. I am so happy he left that place. I just hope he doesn't go back.


I read a book in a day-something I have not done in crazy long. It was The secret of Life-common sense advice for uncommon women-by Elizabeth Wurtzel, who I absolutley love. She wrote Prozac nation and More now again, and bitch. She is one my inspirations in regards to writing and life-so reading her new book was a definet treat.


It is on tv. When I saw this movie-12 years ago, I was so scared that I couldn't go to bed to even have any bad dreams. I stayed in bed all night, sweating like a pig, hardly breathing. I hate clowns to this day. I do not even know why people like them-they are not by any means funny. They are just creepy, and if I have children, they will not have to endure a clown clad room or anything like that. Oh no, my children will live in a clown free enviroment.

Anyway, I am gonna surf the site, and the net, before I go to bed.

PEACE