Thursday, April 1, 2010

do YOU want to know how sick i am?

i am so sick. 
my face is a waterpark. my nose is a car horn. 
my fingers are icicles and my feet are on fire.
a miniature armadillo crawled into my throat and is running his tiny little claws up and down my throat.
it sounds like nails on a chalkboard. 
it's so loud. somebody shoot that armadillo, please. 
and what's this? a headache?
my head might fall off!
what if my head falls off?
no more complaining.
you'd like that, wouldn't you? you'd be all, "finally. her head fell off. no more complaining."
and then i'd be like, "                                     ."

anyways. 
here is another house.





4 comments:

Jen G-son said...

You have a great eye for something people wouldn't normally notice :)

elena (a.k.a. suzy) said...

thank you! :)
i like noticing things.

Marcie said...

love the colors of your houses... they look other worldly or like you've captured them in that eery sky color just before a wicked storm! keep 'em coming

elena (a.k.a. suzy) said...

thanks marcie! question: is this the marcie that i know in real life or is this a different marcie? just curious. :)