so.
we went up to flagstaff today...
to venture to Target.
much nicer ride than down the road aways to the ghetto.
its not really the ghetto...i just dun like it.
i just had one of those moments.
the kind i dun much like...
where the thing thats not sposed to bother you or evoke any kind of response...physical...mental...or otherwise
sucks the breath right out of you.
*remembers to breathe*
so anyway...*breathes*
spent way too much money.
came home to those big huge ants in the yard goin insane...whipped out the poison...and dun dun dun...but then this lil band of...whatever they weres emerged from a different hole...and it was all bad...*shakes head*
uhm...there were actually lots of other things to be said...but they got...well ruined...by that moment...and i really wanna have a smoke...but im not climbin the stairs right now to do it...
so perhaps ill just...hyperventilate and kick my own ass in utter and complete stupidity instead. *nod* yes this sounds good.
