yes, thanks Luke for the blog title.
you rock i pebble.
farking lame.
but oh well.

so ok.
the world closed in on netty just now.

repeatedly pushed the 'open' button
it refused to cooperate
please stand clear
doors closing
farking shite
hello? are you in trouble?
yes i am, and i cant breathe
ma'am, my man will come and help you. hold on.
please hurry
the mirrors around me did not help one bit
heart felt heavy
palms all sweaty
air was suffocating me
lips dry
throat drier
alone and scared
aeons later, finally felt fresh air
and 36 floors up and 36 floors down later
tears were in my eyes
the brownie recipe was finally in my hand

daddy dissed net for being so panicky
im sorry dad
thank you for finally educating me about elevator buttons

im just so shagged
i need sleep but i dont think i can