Sunday, November 11, 2007
please, a moment of silence
Our fort fell. And with it, so did my ability to love. This is the saddest day in the history of really sad times. November 11. Never forget. I have to get rid of SO much cardboard now. Because just looking at it is a painful reminder of what could have been. What should have been. Always the optimist though, now I can Scooba the living room. I don’t think I can ever bounce back from this. That fort was my last high. But like they say, tis better to have built a fort and have it break than to never have had a fort at all. I knew it would have never lasted though, it was too perfect. Our fort was too bright for this world. Wow, is it hot in here? My eyes are sweating. Here's a picture of our fort during better times. When we didn't see the end in sight.
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When did your apartment turn into a serial killers den? That lighting is seriously spooky. I feel like if we just pan over a tad we'll see some writing on the wall, most likely in Bodhi's blood.
And what's that weird ray of light on the left coming from? Are the windows covered with foil and newspaper? And is there one little rip in the foil where some light escaped? Ohhhh wait! Forget it. This was taken with a hello kitty cell phone. Right?
ok, for the record...it was taken on my computer's built in camera, because the lighting sucked and we were really too excited to wait for my real camera. I should have used my Hello Kitty digital camera, but it makes a weird rainbow effect on everything...I mean, my FRIENDS Hello Kitty Camera. She told me that her camera had a weird rainbow effect. On her camera, not mine...wowwie wow wow, look at the time! Ciao
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