comics are wonderful. daily i am bombarded by things i enjoy. often, things i have forgotten the amount of which i enjoy, and i think to myself, "i love { }!!! it's so great! i want to continue my pursuits in this field of thing. and make lots of said thing." but then i forget. because it seems that this occurs so often, with such a multitude of subjects, i have a hard time laying them out. i'm getting better at it. if by better you mean worse. what i'm trying to say is, i'm narrowing down what it is i love. that is also not true. there are also items i wish to not love so much. like drinking. and cigarettes. and boys. and cuddly naps. rarely do i forget these things. how does that work?
i got new glasses kids. also a canker sore on the roof of my mouth. remember when i was really afraid of having cancer all the time. these days have gone into remission. i think of aids sometimes though. {the next sentence was "it's funny". i sat there for a few seconds a deleted this sentence, thinking, no, it is not funny.} i've been reading lots of Grimm's fairy tales to kids. tails. tales. t. t.. these are the times i should be getting more things done. but i'm so tired. it's taxing enough to be writing this right now. even more so knowing that what i'm writing bears (rar!) no merit to the human world. hey humans. hey. there are so many of you. come be my friend. i need people talk time. and some cuddlin. good ol fashion snuggle time. but all of you bad ones, stay away. i don't like you already. BRAIN TUMOR!!!
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