i need to get back into exercising
today i built the couch. right now skyler is in a box sailing across the kitchen. tomorrow i will show you what that looks like. a few minutes ago we ran the toaster oven to burn off what was in it. we did. it is gross. it smells like burnt synthetic gross stuff and also the smoke alarm went off and we are terrible neighbors but also i do not care. i need some pants tapered. i started two poems today. one is called TORCH SONG and the other might be called ABIDE WITH ME. skyler just said I AM A BIG PIECE OF LAME POOP but i am pretty sure that was her speaking for me, and not an actual declarative statement on her part. she says that i suck. that this fact surprises no one. one cannot argue with facts. this: is a fact.