how high off paint fumes??

i've been painting all day. ugh.
for anyone who doesn't know dini... this is my mothernlaw. she buys paint. brings it here. apparently i'm going to be painting today. she brings a bed, cuz our awesome comfort KING bed, is too big. now i have a double. i'm scared.
scared i will fall off.
so i put my super freakin king bed out in the hallway of the building, not knowing what i'm gonna do with it. so i started painting.
when we originally talked about paint, i recall saying,
"aaaah. i hate purple. anything but purple."
what does she get?

...? purple.
oh, but it's not purple. it's red. no it's from the red "family"... it's purple. it's from the PURPLE family.
but it's not so bad cuz it's this dark purple... not at all close to say, a red. it's kinda like a black olive colour. although i feel like a king now. i have purple everywhere. like i'm royalty.
i'm a king without my king bed.
ya so the bed. i left it there. it took care of itself. people kept coming and asking for parts of it. which is weird. noone actually said, "HEY! is that a BED?? can i have the WHOLE THING??"
no. it left in peices. like, how many people out there have king beds, and just MISSING peices?? "hey there's that peice i NEED!"
or maybe people think, "this peice is better than MINE! i want THAT one!"
but none gave me their crap peice. there was no trading of king bed parts.
... but i will trade other things. like my purple wall for ... anything.
naw the wall is ok.
the worst part is that actually only 2 walls are dark red (*whisper* purple).
the other 2 are pink.
WHY??? WHY DOES SHE HATE ME?!!?
i no longer call the bedroom, "my" room.
i claim the bathroom.
"yeah, ah. i'm gonna go take a shower in my room."
...works for me.

here's a story...
k, c y r u t?
y r u pn.
g, u b cn a l 'f a 1.

haha i just made that up. the more i read it, the less sence it makes. don't think too much of content. just be impressed with me.