Posted

Oct 8th 2009

Mood

Miserable

One day I was drawing a picture and had come to part where I could color it in.
I get my pencil crayons out and take the colors I need out.
Much to my dismay, my black pencil crayon was a stub.
Try as I might I could not get it into my electric pencil sharpener, nor could I prevent it from breaking with a manual pencil sharpener.
So I put it away and could not finish my picture as that lone black pencil crayon was the only one I had.
So I say to the black pencil crayon, you did a good job while you were still useful, but now you shall never be looked at ever again.
So I tossed it the drawer mourning the loss of the black pencil crayon.
I was also angry and frustrated that my picture had to be left unfinished.
But still, R.I.P. to my black pencil crayon, you shall be soon replaced.

True story.