well, lots just happened.
some good, some bad.
i didn't win bingo
but i love some people.

things are good, except that maybe we should buy you an alarm clock, darling.

dear ish ( Read more... )

my day began at 7:30 ( Read more... )

oh come on god, are you kidding me?
what the hell kind of a twisted curveball is this one?

we walk into the bohemian shack
east side, bricked up and thrifty
and when we walk out
the manager says to have a nice day.
i turn around to say that i have other plans.

basement television, a blue car and two weeks.

god my lists.

"you're trying to make a fake connection like a toupee."
"i'm clean like your momma's kitchen."
"if i pull out my heat, i might give you a tan."
"i stay strapped like car seats."

more to come..

dude just shut. up.

the shadows against the shade pulled on the window were romantic.
even if they were sweatshirted sunglassed and rugged.
when i walked in my room a few minutes ago,
it occurred to me that they might have caused an earthquake.