Tuesday, March 15, 2005

My apologies

Today is not a good day for my butler and I. We are swamped ... with work, with feelings, with back pains. Human flesh, fresca, nothing will satisfy. We have no time to blog. Tears are rolling down my faerie's face. Oh, little guy, climb up on your thistle. Hum a jaunty tune. Nestle into some moist, comfy diapers. It'll be ok. The cube world's beige glow is provoking psychosis. See! This is what caused the flesh fantasy yesterday. It has to be. Gollum - Be Quiet! Kittens behave!! It's out of control in my cube - reality is troubled. The wind is weepy.

By the way.... I witnessed the redeeming valiance of the pile removers this morning. They took them away to jail, but only the large ones. The rubble piles are still creeping away. snickering.

6 comments:

mountain man said...

DOn't worry FB, I've got your back. Don't cry. I am crying for you. I am still shakey and I can feel everybody watching me. They don't talk. They just look with evil eyes. Watch out for them.

Anonymous said...

God speed.

Anonymous said...

Pook-a-delic

krixfort said...

How is your Fairy Butler today? Did the thistle and jaunty tunes help?

Art Star said...

Fairy Butler, you are the only one I actually care for. Are you ok?

mountain man said...

Fairy, I miss you!!!! You are the grandest.