i want to laugh like this. please and thank you. when you can't even tell if you are laughing or crying and it hurts your belly. instead, i am going to bed early. ugh. i don't feel good and i don't like it one bit. my body is falling apart at age 26. how in the world do people make it to 100? it might be 7:00 p.m. and i might be going to BED! i guess my body is just in need of rest - i slept past noon both saturday and sunday and felt like a lazy laggard slothful shiftless sack artist (thanks thesaurus dot com... a sack artist? wth?).
i think we broke 100 degrees today.... the heat index was well over! it's all sweaty up in arkansas. we are drinking lots of wata.
um. good night? i promise to be more myself at a later date.