Yeah . . .So.
What now . . .Are we moving? I want to bring my blanket, i don’t need a pillow but i will bring that too. I will bring tons of underwear and socks just in case i can not find a Laundry-mat. [ I don't really care about my outside cloths], but my Parents teach us to always have clean underwear on, so i do. And i will never go anywhere without my shoes. i need my shoes, i hate stepping in shit. [For all i know there is a lot of shit out there on this NEW SUPER EARTH to step in.
It is noted this outer place is BIGGER than MOTHER EARTH, so i should have lots of MY SPACE, where i can be alone. That way i can do the things i like and not have others tell me what they would like me to do. I can't wait, when do we go. Saturday sounds good that way, all Friday was put in, which means a full pay-cheque. [Wonder how long it will take to get my mail]. Hey . . .Maybe i will subscribe to Mother Earth, get some pointers on what poison mushrooms look like, [i love mushrooms], cooked or raw.
I wonder if i am going to be apart of an actual INVASION causing the inhabitants to fear for their lives or die by our GERMS or they start blasting at us or we start blasting at them, what the hell . . .I don’t want anything to do with this SUPER EARTH seven times BIGGER! I just want to do the things i want to do in MY SPACE.
Wow i slept in until 9:17 on a SATURDAY that’s, wrong, that’s just bad.
Then crap, i missed the flight booth ticket lady dragging my bags that’s wrong, that’s just bad.
Freaking hell by the time i turned around everything was gone now that’s wrong, that’s just bad.
Just my luck i should have stayed home cleaning off my wind-shield cleaning the yard taking out the trash-can mowing grass down, but that’s wrong that’s just bad.
My Space or Super Earth Seven times bigger or Mother Earth What ever’s up there i don’t care as long as i have my underwear.