It’s 8:05 PM. I mostly spent my entire Saturday in bed. Mostly. But I am satisfied that the deck for work is done – content-wise at least.
I enjoy hanging out with people smarter than me in any particular subject, who are willing to teach/share/inform because I am eager to learn.
Knowledge hoarders suck major ass. Get outta here! Get!
Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water
Mother Goose Nursery Rhyme
Jack fell down and broke his crown,
and Jill came tumbling after
Up Jack got and home he trot as fast as he could caper
He went to bed and mend his head with vinegar and brown paper
I’m gonna try that remedy the next time my crown breaks down. I wonder if vinegar and brown paper can heal everything? I imagine a nursery of rhymes looking like a plant nursery or those hospital rooms where them used to keep babies.
Sometimes I sit around wishing for things … like the ability to get rid of fat through my pores. Similar to sweating, except I’d be defatting. Dre thinks that would be gross, but I think it would be efficient. I guess it could get nasty, but only if you let it dry and touch stuffs and peoples.
Did I tell you I got my KFC gift card, but I have no idea how much it’s worth? They should tell you that shit upfront.
Fluorescent orange baseball caps burn my retina, and egg sandwiches make me happy!
Sam
I go prepare my poem for IG.
Sleep like a baby plant!
Sat Aug 13, 2022
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