Sunday, June 20, 2010
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
can you get to the future if your past is present?
i got new ugg boots! YAY, just in time for pj day tomarrow, i'm to cool for school.
just watched sex and the city- funniest moments ever- when carrie first sleeps over at bigs house and then the wake up and kiss...
and then she farts and hides and bumps into the wall and big is laughing hard.
hmm...
hahahahahhahahahahahahhahahahahahhaha
Monday, June 14, 2010
she's super sonic
I made pumpkin soup for dinner tonight, managing to scrape through with only minimal pumpkin sprayed across the kitchen (cough cough) and only a couple bits of pumpkin skin in the mix :)
i have also discoverd the new best sensation: next time you are making pumpkin soup, when the pumpkin has been baked and you are scooping out the seeds and co. too then scoop out the actual pumpkin, makesure you take a minute to squelch the hot pumpkin seeds and stringy bits through your hands. it is actualy amazing. you are probabaly thinking... what the devil is this child on... but i promise you, you wont be thinking that anymore when you try it for yourself. i had a beautiful moment for a solid 5 minutes in the kitchen today, squelching the pumplin... haha, i am so strange.
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o_0
Saturday, June 12, 2010
blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
ballerine, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
and now shes in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand
jesus freaks out in the street
handing tickets out for god
turning back she just laughs
the boulevard is not that bad
piano man he makes his stand
in the auditorium
looking on he sings the songs
the words she knows the tune she hums
but oh how it feels so real
lying here with no one near
only you can hear me
when i say softly slowly
hold me closer tiny dancer
count the headlights on the highway
lay me down in sheets of linen
you had a busy day today
blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
ballernina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
and now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand
pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
ballerine, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
and now shes in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand
jesus freaks out in the street
handing tickets out for god
turning back she just laughs
the boulevard is not that bad
piano man he makes his stand
in the auditorium
looking on he sings the songs
the words she knows the tune she hums
but oh how it feels so real
lying here with no one near
only you can hear me
when i say softly slowly
hold me closer tiny dancer
count the headlights on the highway
lay me down in sheets of linen
you had a busy day today
blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
ballernina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
and now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand
Friday, June 11, 2010
Thursday, June 3, 2010
violet pilot
"the only people for me are the mad ones; the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the sme time; the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes 'awww' "
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