Booboop-dedoop!
So, life is decently grand! Got into SandG and so did many friends, with re-auditions for the rest! Fabuloso.....
Well, the week was slow, and the bread was dough, but however we go, how' slow, we'll flow.
While the crack was Jack, with the work full of slack and none'a her slim jims follow their whims.
Yet Abe still flies, high in night-rise, the funky dude flashes signs (not the nude) and she sighs...
Still life whistles on, the TP all gone, dumped bluntly over fences, framing friends for un-offences.
Memories cling, strange men sing, and bi-sissies (annoyed at teenage wussies), warn of stupidousities.
So! life goes on, while a little bit long (at least on blog), and soon you'll see, why, essentially, I am
me.
-Middi
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most excellent Watson, (hopefully the man in the nude was not matt) oh wait! did he have clothes on? I think not my strange fredericky bi-sissy compadre! As long as Abe still flies, may the dough filled with yeast still rise! amen and amen! (trippy *but funny* poem midori!)
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