Got Mah Funk In Dah Trunk
October 13, 2008
…and I am leaving to catch the full moon, flying on a spaceship made of saucepans and saucers. They tell me it wouldn’t work because political scientists can’t piece together rocketships. They didn’t know we’ve got pocketfuls of magic.
Okay. was feeling graaaaaaaaaaaaaawr. Am ok. You know what fixed it? 6am geetalk ranting/whining session with one of my favourite little genius too many oceans away. Now the world is full of sunshine and muffins and homemade carrot-apple-ginger-lemon-juice.
You know I have copious amounts of magic fairy dust unused and gone to waste (short self life). I need to gain the special magic skillz to jump on planes on a heart’s whim….. which would be a fortnightly affair. Okeis? That’s all I ask. Either that or a magic door that can teleport you anywhere. I’m okay with both. You can cancel my order for a magical unicorn (30 day refund guarantee remember?)
yeah. it is 5:30pm. I’m going to catch some sleep now. Toods.
