Is it really sunday,where have i been for a week,can it possibly be sunday at all,just a week feels like an age,let me remove this mountain from my back and rest a while.Where has the week gone,i know it is somewhere,for i can hear the cars rushing past my window,so i know the world is still here and the fact that i have two more weeks of this does make me want to sit under this shady oak for a good while...you never know some handsome man just might walk by,or perhaps toads caravan with the bitch on the platform cracking her whip,i wonder could i be greedy and have both.Alas the glare from the bitch seams not,and i have been punished by day ten,with nothing in the box..she sure knows me and even a boo will have to be summoned even when the dark depths have struck,i must find a match to light this candle and blow a boo across the waves to land on the wireless one...

No wonder i have only one flesh of the wireless,as the old adage says must try harder then perhaps i might receive some more in the new year,if only in a white t-shirt...i am beginning to feel spiders crawling..must summon Katee she knows what to do..yes..must now go into the wild world and put some juice in the car.