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Birthday.
My birthday is officially tomorrow.
Happy Birthday to Me.
In approximately 24 hours I will be 23 years old.
I'm unsure how I feel about that.
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On a related note: Happy 21st Steve! -
More the Fool am I.
watashi baka.
I thought I had this situation all figured out. I thought I was too clever. I thought things were golden ... in my favor. Then the bitchslap of reality reached out from heaven and got me right across the face. I figured it out in high school that God chooses to teach me lessons through irony, satire and humor, cause I think He ( Read more... ) -
PS.
Question of the Day: Where did India come from?
We know it slammed into the rest of Asia forming the Himalayas, but where was that particular land mass before plate tectonics took over? Where was India situated when we were Pangea?
I'm actually curious, so if you know help a girl out. -
Raise Your Hand if You Think I'm a "Nice Girl".
Put your hands down, liars!
I'm going to talk about my day, cause I had one hell of a day. Three things I did today: Went to Church, Saw Three People get Arrested and Made a Fabulous Jean Skirt out of an Old Pair of Jeans! Ok, so, it didn't happen in that order. Let's start at the beginning.
First up: I decided to try my hand at making a jean ( Read more... ) -
Clean Teeth + Steak + French Music = Happy Ebes
I was pretty angry this morning for some pretty arbitrary reasons. And I did a little sewing and found out that I cut the material a little too small. I'm hoping to be able to salvage it by taking out the stitches and sewing closer to the edge. If it still doesn't fit me (and if it turns out alright -- its a shirt) I'll see if it fits my sister ( Read more... ) -
Stargirl. Caution: Spoilers.
Just finished Stargirl by Jerry Spinelli.
And I get it, but
I'm a little disappointed that Leo
never told her he appreciated her;
that he loved her;
not that she really needed him to
tell her.
We're not all that
secure. -
I just made myself cry a little bit.
Ok, so there were not actual tears involved, but I was writing and I just wrote this very tender moment seen through the eyes of a child and I got a little emotional.
Ok, so I'm a little menstrual at the moment and I'm listening to Madame Butterfly, but I don't think it was my period or the music.
I'll let you read it yourself and let me know what ( Read more... ) -
Stasis. And the Fear Of.
What are we afraid of? I'm definitely afraid of living life, that's for sure. That's why I sit in my parent's living room most days and tool around online and watch crappy television on obscure blogs and write meaningless blogs and stories that will most likely never see the light of day; terrified of doing anything that would make me vulnerable ( Read more... ) -
Pristine, or Not Pristine?
My mother seems to have confused the seasons. Instead of engaging in the traditional Spring Cleaning in 2008, she seems to have decided upon mid-Winter Cleaning instead. I know that she's been missing being all 'homey' and whatever that actually means, but this suddenly "let's clean the house from top to bottom" (well,ok, the first floor) ( Read more... )
