It's been a long time since I had a moonlight-picknick in the middle of the night. I really should have one soon - there's nothing like getting two-o-clock-philosophical with a cup of tea and a rice cookie on the roof of a garage. Sadly I don't have a garage, but I'm sure me and my best friend will figure something out. We usually do.
Today I got the tip to write my obituary - in the sense that I should put down what I want to have done before I die. My first thought was that my tombstone would say "Here she lies - buried with her ass in the air", but then I got annoyed because it wasn't witty enough and I abandonded it. My goals are easy - filthy rich and an office with a big window and an amazing view.
My flowers are still alive. And growing! I know, I don't get it either to be completely honest.
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