I have been feeling a bit on the mischievous side recently. The building in which I work has been doing some touch ups, luckily they are just painting and not putting down fresh concrete. There is nothing like a brand new, drying piece of sidewalk that just begs for some imprints. Not that I, sweet innocent me, has ever done such a thing, but I'm just sayin'.
I love to play when I am in this mood. Food, mud, water, grass, whatever can be found usually ends up being fair game to be thrown. I have a tendency to start wrestling matches that there is no conceviable way that I will win. There is an incredible resistance to do anything involved with being responsible. I dance more. I sing more. I laugh more. Bascially I find life is a huge playground. Ah, swinging on the swings!
I love to play when I am in this mood. Food, mud, water, grass, whatever can be found usually ends up being fair game to be thrown. I have a tendency to start wrestling matches that there is no conceviable way that I will win. There is an incredible resistance to do anything involved with being responsible. I dance more. I sing more. I laugh more. Bascially I find life is a huge playground. Ah, swinging on the swings!
2 Comments:
You mud-slinger.
By Pavlov Stowardi, At 12:34 PM
You want to fight?!?!?!
By B, At 5:44 PM
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