I miss mad libslife_in_godJuly 19 2005, 17:03:13 UTC
A Typical Day for trisha On a typical day I wake up, wash the glue from my finger, and put on my sock. I say goodbye to brad pitt and skipped to store, where I am a crma. I feel shiney about what I do. Sure, I'd rather be a zoo keeper in turkmenistan, but being a crma pays the bills and buys me lots of lamps that I can run. My morning is pretty soft. Aside from my 15 trips to the bedroom to wash and my hard encounter with charlie, it's just the same every day.
I break for lunch and chat with jaime over a rocky plate of cat. A quick jaunt to school to hug with jon, who's a total knight, and it's back to the grind until 4pm when I jump in my rusted purple ship and head for home.
My evening is spent singing and listening to pillar while typing around the attic, wishing I were sasha and drinking all sorts of rum and coke. Then it's off to bed where I dream of crockpots and toby mac in a bandana.
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On a typical day I wake up, wash the glue from my finger, and put on my sock. I say goodbye to brad pitt and skipped to store, where I am a crma. I feel shiney about what I do. Sure, I'd rather be a zoo keeper in turkmenistan, but being a crma pays the bills and buys me lots of lamps that I can run. My morning is pretty soft. Aside from my 15 trips to the bedroom to wash and my hard encounter with charlie, it's just the same every day.
I break for lunch and chat with jaime over a rocky plate of cat. A quick jaunt to school to hug with jon, who's a total knight, and it's back to the grind until 4pm when I jump in my rusted purple ship and head for home.
My evening is spent singing and listening to pillar while typing around the attic, wishing I were sasha and drinking all sorts of rum and coke. Then it's off to bed where I dream of crockpots and toby mac in a bandana.
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