If a cow ever got the chance...

Yes, I know you can't title a poem "Untitled." Besides, it's cheesy.

It rained all day today, which I like. Rain is my favorite kind of weather, although I hate people who go around saying that. It's like "Look! I'm all contrary to what everyone else likes! I sure do think for myself!"

I keep getting Googled for "gig*ntic breasts," and have now removed the offending phrase from its entry. Unfortunately, this entry had nothing to do with Full-Figured Ladies and the Men Who Love Them... it was all about my grandfather's death, and his life, and my relationship with him. So I figure my diary got rid of a few people's hard-ons (if they actually read the entry). I feel kind of bad, because I generally approve of hard-ons...

I also get Googled every couple of days for "fucking hiccups," or some variant thereof.

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