hmm
I just realized I dont take pictures anymore.
I didnt even break my camera this time. I just havent taken any for no particular reason. I have lots of things I could take pictures of.
Im scared that when I am old I’ll be sad I didnt document more things.
Also sometimes when I am under the influence of pain medicine I wonder what I’ll be like when I am old. Do you think I’ll be a sasspants like I am now? Or will I get all old and crotchety and mean and give my nieces and nephews bad presents for holidays like socks or crocheted extra toilet paper roll cozies? Or maybe I will move into a nudist camp. Or maybe after I retire I’ll get tattooed head to toe. Or maybe I’ll have a stroke at 40 and spend my the rest of my life at a nursing home crapping myself and drooling on my shirt.
Dont worry, Im not taking pain medicine just for the sake of it. I slipped in an “unknown substance” in the hall at work and hurt myself and had to go to the ER. I has teh pains.
Please enjoy the photo below of crocheted extra toilet paper roll cozies.
July 9th, 2008 at 6:41 pm
Toilet paper cozies? Is that a real thing or something you just made up
When you are an old woman, you will become “that crazy dog lady” that all the neighborhood children refer to in quivering fear. They will point to your house (which eventually will become outlandishly decorated with electric neon cupcakes) and dare each other to T.P. it at Halloween. But you’ll just waltz outside, casually naked, and collect all the toilet paper and stuff it into custom-made cozies; as the wide-eyed neighborhood children urinate themselves, aghast and frozen, unable to overcome their futile attempts to fight the unshakeable terror you instill in them.
At least that’s how I imagine it will be