DULL GREY DAY DON’T FORGET ME I LOVE YOU, I AM YOU, I SHOULDN’T KNOW YOU, SURELY
THIS IS A PAEN. THIS IS THE DULL GREY DAY 2010 I AM ALIVE. FIRST THING I DO IN THE MORNING IS I EAT MY CEREAL, I TAKE MY MILK FROM THE FRIDGE I GET MY SPOON AND MY BOWL AND I EAT MY CEREAL. NEXT THING I DO IS I WAIT. WAIT YOU SAY WHAT DO YOU WAIT FOR. I WAIT FOR HENRY. HENRY ALWAYS HAS HIS WICKED WAY I WAIT FOR HENRY. SOMETIMES I READ THE NEWSPAPER WHILST I WAIT, AS MANY PEOPLE DO. BUT MORE OFTEN OR NOT I GO ON THE INTERNET. EVERYTHING IS ON THE INTERNET, YOU CAN DO ANYTHING ON THE INTERNET WHY SHOULD I LEAVE I CAN ORDER A PIZZA OH MAAN COULDN’T I HAVE FUN. BUT I MUSTN’T GET TOO AHEAD OF MYSELF. NOT YET ANYWAY.
DULL GREY DAY YOU MOCK ME SO.
SOMETIMES I READ BOOKS LIKE THEY ALWAYS USED TO DO, BIG SHINY BOOKS OR SMALL PORTABLE BOOKS, GREAT SANDWICHES OF KNOWLEDGE I DON’T THINK I SHOULD EAT SO MUCH IF I WANT TO BE TRULY BOHEMIAN. MANY OF MY FRIENDS ARE THIN AND I DON’T KNOW WHY I EVEN THINK ABOUT IT I GUESS EVERYBODY DOES. ONE TIME AT HOME I HAD SPECIAL K WHEN NOBODY WAS LOOKING NOTHING TASTES AS GOOD AS BEING THIN. I LIKE PIZZA.

ONE OF THE LAST THINGS I DO AT THE END OF THE DAY IS BRUSH MY TEETH. AND I SUPPOSE IT’S ONLY RIGHT. I ALSO MOUTHWASH.