February 23, 2021 by sandwichcontrol
For these wet-ass Converse.
The word of the day is: Catawumpus.
|[ kat-uh-wom-puhs ]|
positioned diagonally; cater-cornered.
We took a shortcut and walked catawampus across the field.
Yesterday finally woke up to the fact that it was Monday.
Then it was on.
People were crying.
Gardenias, rechargeable light bulbs, and six pounds of hybrid Russian/Italian bees needed ordering.
I had to eat 10 crescent rolls for lunch.
Scanning driver’s licenses.
Working on logistics for can lighting and chicken delivery.
And daydreaming about getting my helicopter pilot license.
Then the day crashed into the side of sleep mountain.
And I was the only survivor.
I stayed alive by eating everyone else’s frozen meat popsicles.
Today is Tuesday.
See ya’ tomorrow.
More soon. ~SC
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