eleven zero zeven zero nine
“My magical mystique, finding it all complete
in a lovely face, feeling we try to chase
memories that won’t erase, stay forever new
We have a magic box in which is never locked”
(earth, wind and fire)
12:18 am.
later, they will be going to that downhill bike race at boyne mountain. later, bruce will go to VA. later, ill still be in that ghetto. lame.
today was busy at the museum. really busy. its like the whole county came in at the same time. they all like swarmed into the museum. peeps with different strokes. some were really nice. some are you know, hot. hahaha some had the regular stink. you know what i mean. LOL some are pretty. others horrible. others have the usual ghetto attitude. its their trademark actually. that really bad attitude defines them most of the time. hahaha you just have to practice better temper management most of the time. or probably you’ll just end up biting all of them. hahahaha biting off their noses. and ears.
Love always wish of the museum to be busy you know. oh yes, it makes time really go by faster. today her wish was granted. hahahaha and she cant handle it. hahahaha she looked so tired. LOL poor Lovey. its okay girl, we’ll sleep for three days straight. lock it up and snore all we want. LOL its gonna be a three day off work.
when things really get busy, we are transformed into multi tasking machines. hahahaha and one of our skills is being in more than one place at a time. oh yes. omnipresence. LOL
yet, we still find the time to talk. hahahahaha oh dude. hiding behind those heads and pretend to wait on the museum guests. but you know, we were sharing stories. hahahaha and bruce was like wondering why im talking to myself. hahahahaha of course he would then break us up. find us something else to do so as not to talk. funny.
bruce is leaving later. so we had the never ending reminders from him. these were the same reminders said over and over and over again. hahahahaha the very same reminders each time before he goes on a long trip. im beginning to think he’s a parrot in his past life. hahahaha same things over and over. he probably thinks we’re that dumb. but the truth is, we dont listen to him. thats probably why he needs to say the same things over and over and over. for a thousand times. hahahaha
on the other hand, is it alzheimer’s? or old timer’s disease? hahahahahaha either way, its still that bruce disease.
by the way. dude, that come-and-get-me shirt story is funny. hahahahaha
12:44 am.
im out.
“ask her to stay,
find one hundred ways”
(quincy jones)
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