6ix (sorry, i stole your idea. you’re clever, it’s late, my brain’s dead. what can i say?)
6ix people who kept me sane today:
Kishyr for understanding why i want to become a plumber
SuperM for late night company and making me laugh and for being so frigging awesome
Sheena for understanding why my cave is necessary
La for being able to handle another story of the twelve whilst in the midst of moving madness (yes, that’s a link to her flickr account!)
Superboss for understanding why I may murder, and telling me that it’s okay
SuperDi for driving around and around and around and not killing me, or anyone else
6ix things that made it okay:
Espresso Chocolate
The random of the 12 coming back
Mr Big playing on the radio
My pyjamas in the daylight
Cyanide and Happiness
Knowing that your day was superawesome and good
6ix things I wish i had right now:
Flowers to send to each of the above 6ix people
A working highlighter. Pink, please
A hammer. No. An axe.
Socks that matched (I cannot wait for Gladys day tomorrow)
A cellphone whose battery does not combust just as I need to make that call
A walking, talking, thinking clone of myself.
Of all my 6ix things, it is my ability to laugh at myself, and the world around me, that gets me through every day. Is it narcisstic of me to say that? Do I really care?
Good night.