…llamas go bad.
i don’t know, this is something my son just said as he was playing with his two matching spyro happy meal toys. kid has an imagination.
i have been awake since 5:30am. not on purpose or anything, i guess i’m just caught up on sleep.
i have a total of four mix cds that i’ve been meaning to get to, and i’ve just now fired up the stereo. ’bout time. musical horizons being broadened broadened even as we speak, or i type, i suppose. the blue intel guy is dancing with the green intel guy (my son is helping) (i’m really glad because if he wasn’t, i’d seriously have to rethink this medication) (in any case, i’m pain-free at the moment) (it’s wonderful).