  
Stephanie* Sweet Meliss* Suffix Abuse* Kristina Contes* Stilley Stuff* Dooce* Laura* Cookies For Breakfast* Nie Nie Dialogues* Rachel* Anchored Nomad* 
doodies the runs jorma taccone f my life delights the found magazine do you have the time?  Can't you hear me? Cause I'm screamin'. Did not go outside. Yesterday. Don't wake me, please. Don't wake me. I was dreamin'. Well I might just stay inside again Today. Well I don't go out much these days. Sometimes I stay inside all day. Leave me leave me leave me leave me Alone. Won't you leave me alone. Don't you leave me alone. 
 
 
ghetto google look at a book brandon flowers sex & the city quotations best trailer, worst movie. quotations. idiot girls club Get high on JESUS When they say "Don’t I know you?" Say no. When they invite you to the party Remember what parties are like Before answering. Someone telling you in a loud voice They once wrote a poem. Then reply. If they say we should get together. Say why? It’s not that you don’t love them any more. You’re trying to remember something Too important to forget. Trees. The church bell at twilight. Tell them you have a new project. It will never be finished. When someone recognizes you in a grocery store, Nod briefly and become a cabbage. When someone you haven’t seen In ten years Appears at the door, Don’t start singing him all your new songs. You will never catch up. Know you could tumble any second. Then decide what to do with your time. 
This is a new garden over old flowers. Wish that one day they'd figure out how to shrink stars and i could keep one in my bedroom. And wish that me and him could grow old together. And wish that in my next life I come back as a tiger. These are fun wishes. In about seven minutes you can start. 'Til then, you'll just listen to the radio from seat's edge. As if then it's the look on your face. As if, as if then you'll matter, And then I can't wait. 
and never the two shall meet said the tiger to its greatest fan. the amount of love you wish to give is more than i can stand. 
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1/14/2010
Well, I figure if my pal Steph-a-rooney can blog regularly after giving birth to a baby model, I can probably get on the ol' lightbox every now and then.
It's far too impossible to give you the 411 on all that's happened since the month of non-stop blogging, so I'll inform you in a manner exactly opposite to a machine gun fart. I guess what I would like to concentrate on this post, is the fact that I've been making out with a certain piece of furniture since Tuesday morning. Oh my God. You guys, we have purchased a Pottery Barn buffet. It is a dream. I want to sleep in it. I desperately want to make love to it's school boys. We ordered it about two months ago, but since it's their most popular one, they made us wait for a million years. People. It has been a solid dream of mine to have some type of dining room furniture in my actual dining room for about 28 years. 
Did trumpets sound when you viewed that last picture? This weekend, we're in search for a mirror to hang above it, and then just plan on me having a shitload of dinner parties. And we're going to serve the food right on that buffet. Proudly. Also, I've finally got a spot to put Jerry. 
Cue Laura's facebook photo where I look like the recipient of a thousand doughnut injections. He's an old head I bought. Yes I did. Well, there you have it. Now, into the shower and the bed where I will support Conan from. And then onto work where people who have only held hostess positions at TGI Fridays are treated well. |