"To drive free, to love free, to court destruction with taunts, to feed the remainder of life with one hour of fullness and freedom - one brief hour of madness and joy." -Walt Whitman
Sunday, July 25, 2010
diva behavior
if you didn't want to go, then you should've said something early on.
a lot of people would've wanted it, you ungrateful bastard.
i never knew punctuality was a capital sin.
i'm praying that you DO go to law school and i will be waiting for karma to get you.
you probably deserved the bruises she gave you... below the belt huh? good. i hope that got through your thick head.
Song of the Day: Yeah Whatever (by Splender)
And you're primitive...
And you're cynical to me
And I chewed down on the bit
And almost swallowed it
Saturday, July 24, 2010
bumped and bruised
as if overheating wasn't enough, the pink decepticon had to be hit by a huge white SUV.
Song of the Day: Highway to Hell (by AC/DC)
Living easy, living free
Season ticket on a one-way ride
Asking nothing, leave me be
Taking everything in my stride
Season ticket on a one-way ride
Asking nothing, leave me be
Taking everything in my stride
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
the "best" road trip ever
a damsel in distress by the lipa exit of the star tollway, waiting for a knight in shining armor to take me away in his golden innova. he never came.
but everything was fun and i wouldn't have it any other way.
Song of the Day: Good Old Days (by Owsley)
Looking back on yesterday
Never was my favorite thing to do
But that's OK it's just as well
It's seems as though there's less to hold on to
There's a parking lot where the church used to be
And the old town drunk changed his ways
Still my mind goes wandering down memory lane
Looking 'round for the good old days
Never was my favorite thing to do
But that's OK it's just as well
It's seems as though there's less to hold on to
There's a parking lot where the church used to be
And the old town drunk changed his ways
Still my mind goes wandering down memory lane
Looking 'round for the good old days
Friday, July 2, 2010
chick flick moment... part deux
"You find a guy that can sit with you when you're at your absolute worst, when your face looks like a punching bag and you're elbow deep in Kleenex, and he can still look at you, and tell you that Ray is not the last man you're ever going to love."
-Someone Like You (2001)
And I'm sure he's not.
Song of the Day: Let's Forget About It (by Lisa Loeb)
I'll stop crying on the mountain that we made
from the molehill where we spilt the milk
I'll stop crying if you'll stop lying to me.
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