It’s nine am. I’m sipping a glass of wine.
I woke up at six am. Willa was whimpering.
I thought to myself. Ya..So..If I woke up at nine..three hours later it would noon..an appropriate time for glass of wine. Not. Alot..just a diddie. So. I justified my glass of wine as a breakfast component this morning.

Funny true story..several months ago I was online..and a website pops up..it’s a..no lie..Ancient Chinese porn website..I write porn because it was incredibly graphic, interesting, and gave my puter a lot of virus..then my puter crashes completely. After my computer has enough strength and space to work..Lil Miss Willa-Nilla D gnawed my power chord. Urgh. Just in time for some fools to steal my phone at work. No communication is nice for a hand full of days..then I start thinking about all the things I want to say. Want to do. All online. I’m starting to fulfill my online fantasies this morning before work.

I will finish this post with a poem..

Whatever which way
May i. May.June.July
a certain way.

i want to play everyday.
do whatever i want that day.
Moment by moment
i want to praise my way.
Yay.

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