i seriously can't stand this man. just the sight of his fleshy, self-righteous, constantly confused face of the TV screen makes the chunks rise in the back of my throat. if he's elected again i'll HAVE to move to Australia because otherwise i would DEFINITELY get sick to my stomach every day looking at him. besides, he looks like a chimpanzee...and ( Read more... )

i attempted to bake cookies for sammy and ben because they spent four hours on sunday making the yard look beauteous. tragically, even though i had a just-add-water cookie mix, the cookies managed to be charcoaled on the bottom and raw in the center. had to tackle the smoke alarm that wouldn't shut up. alas, we all already know the extent of my ( Read more... )

i don;t want to be one of those people who only post messages that complain. maybe fatigue is keeping me from seeing the world the way i need to in order to keep me happy ( Read more... )

Allison,

You are a Wild Woman in bed! You are AMAZING. Thank you Soooooooo much!
I LOVE YOU!!!

love,
Matt

p.s - have a great day!

and i don't care if that WAS to much information for you!

*smirk*

tired. all the time. my ear and throat aching yesterday and this morning but disappeared by this afternoon. i am NOT getting sick ( Read more... )

Hi. My name's Allison...and...I'm a napaholic.

yeah, so this site has pretty much turned into a whiny bitch-fest about how busy i am. eventually though i think things will return to "normal" whatever "normal" is ( Read more... )

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i'm grinding down, wearing dull ( Read more... )

Pied beauty:
strung, fragile webs,
dunes of billiance
or crisp exo-
skelatons.
Vermillion and
variegated;
levitation
of carnelian
and goldenrod.
My woods, a tribe

of crouching stained-glass
windows, sienna
palms, creaking fingers.
Mercury falling.

Alone. We must wait
for the
maturity of
all things.