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do i have to be depressed...
i'd like to commit literary suicide. -
it's important to know.
despite my epic past of ONLY having had sex with musicians after high school, there were ever only two rock stars that i would marry. rivers cuomo or dave grohl.
disclaimer: i have a far cooler husband than these two fellas thrown together in a smoosh of rockerly awesomeness. -
sentences.
things i never thought i'd think, let alone say to another human being:
"well, you're ears wouldn't be itchy if you stopped putting pears in them."
"how much time can i spend with my finger in someone else's mouth?"
"did she poo? how much? normal looking?"
"i bet her first word will be 'tool'." -
discourse.
i had a discussion with a friend recently about the degree to which my Self had changed since becoming a mother ( Read more... ) -
after much consideration...
and realizing my complete lack of writing anything of worth on vox... i'm back on LJ.
enjoy my words. -
hey you with the eyes!
i remind you all. my journal is now.... http://cailin.vox.com -
all my exes live in texas.
i used to roller skate to that song.
You are 77% REAL Texan!!
You're way more Texan than average. You're parents were probably from here too. We're glad to have you. You probably go to the border for Christmas shopping and are well versed in BBQ, Mexican Food and .. well thats pretty much it.
How Texan Are You?
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teh internets and my muse do lunch.
i'm starting to think LJ and GJ are uninspiring and a bit too reminding of days i spent in high school.
i have followed the easy-interface trend, and i am going to VOX for a little while.
so read this, and maybe i'll get a bit more out of it all. -
just a quick drop in.
briefly.
we're in dublin. we've been here since friday. we leave on wednesday. woot.
we're having a blast. saw pirates last night. good food. yum.
we'll be in the states on wednesday. more then.