they say flies hover around shit. i've even seen it with my own eyes.



all day long..in my house, this fly..this same fly..its been hovering and landing and hovering on me..all day..off and on.

even while i was attempting to take my mid-day power nap..i couldn't..why? cause the damn thing was stimulating the hairs on my legs..on my head..landing...hovering...landing...

i have concluded that i must be a piece of shit. that has never happend to me before.

i have also inferred that that particular fly is the devil himself. he likes to fuck around with all of us. today, he particularly liked fucking with me.

so now..i am off to kill the devil.

damn devil.

on a more happier note, before i go..my fam throws the bomb sunday-family day barbeques! flip pork bbq's on a stick (i.e. shish-kebobs)..ribs..and portugese sardines along with grilled tomatoes, mushrooms and zucchinis..let alone fresh fruit salad (with the jelly, not cream and sweet kind)...dilly bars from dq...grapes and cherries..and a&w rootbeer.

now how you gonna complain bout that? oh yea..and my mom's cinnamon buns. and my family! that topped the day. and the nice weather..yet me enjoying the indoors with my a/c on. yea, that's all grounds for a pleasant sunday.

exactly how God intended thy sabbath.