Sometimes I have gum between my thumb and first finger. I pretend it's a pen. I open and close the fingers over and over and just watch them and I go "Doo doo doo doo". Not like the classic song Da Doo Run Run Run or even the Police' Da Doo Da Da...I don't think it's a precursor to serial killing because I haven't harmed animals as a child. But I do wonder how it would look in black and white. Several minutes later I come to and I Febreeze my hands and sniff endlessly. Then I write entries into my I Hope Melissa Ethridge Is OK diary and then I go next door and ring the 89 yr old lady's doorbell. When she minutes later answers the door and opens it I shove a gourd in her face and scream at her. When she falls I laugh. I try to contain it but it's so funny.
