where did that come from? why are my pockets facing the wrong way? push them foward they feel awkward. go pee. why are my strings falling from behind? ah, i see said the blind man to the deaf dog. why are my pants on backwards? ok how come there is rice, gravy, cream cheese and butter smeared on me and my clothes. dammit. gotta wash the sheets. the kitchen brings back fond memories of a cloudy grey blur from only a few? its only noon! hours ago when everything was just but a cloudy grey blur. a warm soggy carton of orange juice gives me comfort, giggling softly to myself. what did I do last night i ponder as I find a WHAT IS THAT??!? ...blood blister? wow. do those pop up when nothing else is apparent and I have no answers to these funny silly questions I ask? haha that doenst make sense now does it. but does it? nothing makes sense does it? so then why wouldnt this make complete sense? i figure. POP. moving on..coffee and probability. now there, i can make sense. but hell I dont know what it means, probably the probability of me remembering why I didnt drink that OJ is beyond me and the nebula.