the season's not over yet; i hope you don't forget.

i'm tired.
today daddy borrowed the car (a fucking SFD!) of dr. dev, tt asshole doctor i used to work for (the one who's having having some affair with aunty bino). so daddy picked me and zehzeh frm the hse warming. then i was sitting in the car thinking bout the things in life tt i've realised over the yrs. and i thought: There's so much to wonder bout in life. people just don't do this enough. and so i thought of all the things i've discovered bout life, these so-called profound things. things regular pple never seem to think much bout, or never had to opportunity to discover. and suddenly i feel so old now. i feel like i've discovered so much bout life, love, and living, tt maybe it's time i backed out. (no doubt i haven't lived or loved long, but i've lived and loved much).

of the day (the aftnn, to be exact) -
he (he now being the least drab thing in my currently-prosaic lifestyle) didn't get there till i left. am disappointed of course, but i'm feeling a little too jaded to give it much thought. let's just say i'm wizened and wised up.

i am contemplating sleeping through this new yr. will it be a first? can't rememeber. now where did i get tt idea in my head tt spending the new year without a squeeze would result in my feeling very lonesome and forlorn? total uncanniness i say.

oh yes, magenta orchids are very pretty. also, during next visit to cck cemtery, i must bring a premanent marker.