are you in my life yet?, looks at wrist without a watch on it, nope not yet, taps foot on ceiling, wait, why am i upside down? of forget it, where is karla? shes over the river and through the trees to grandmas house, oh ok, walks to grandmas house, knock knock, no answer, knock knock, answers, hello who is this we have here? uhh who is we its just you that answered the door, ok what the hell was that? that must be karla deprivation syndrome, i was infected at birth with the disease, the only treatment is to see karlas eyes on a daily basis, oh i know what i will do, i will buy a print or something and hang it on my wall! that would be a good treatment plan, but no thats of course not a cure, the only cure is karla in the flesh, and i wait in agony for that day to return again! whohaaaa, zZzzzZzz