Sunday, January 4, 2009
I don't feel very well. My brain exploded last night. What a mess. Say do you make house calls? Can you stop by around 3ish this afternoon? Would you bring some narcotics, and your "cowboy" stuff too? Joseph loves cowboy stuff. During my "explosion" some sort of science fiction movie was playing on television, ensuring that my migraine was of the finest quality. It was the perfect storm inside of my brain. I did learn some really cool stuff, but I'll tell you about that later, I'm going back to bed.
( I wonder if Leo speaks German too, I bet he knows what your singing about, I am assuming that your singing about "cowboy life". I hope your not saying anything like Satan is my buddy... I wouldn't know.)