January 2010
9 posts
dreamer.
I had an interesting dream last night. I got in Nixon’s car, only I was in the front seat, and Nixon was in the passenger seat. We were going to get some Chick Fil’A (Southern fastfood chain). I saw Cody in front of us, and I immediately stepped on the gas and plowed over him. And then I got some chicken nuggets. And then somehow I ended up in an Austrian winery and everyone was...
Writer's Block.
GO AWAY YOU SUCK.
Where’s a good dose of hypergraphia when you need it?
“The list and while food and and then if that has a solid fit into that the fell...”
– My computer.
It has this program where you say things and it types them for you, but the program is pretty much fail. So this is what it came up with.
drowned.
Today, two of my sister’s classmates drowned in a frozen pond. It took forty minutes for rescue to arrive. They could have lived on life support, but they would be vegetables for the rest of their lives.
Wow.
I guess it’s cliche to wonder at the value and fragility of life. But, wow. I guess it’s weird to know that one second I could be smiling and the next I could be...
I like poetry.
cursedmiracle:
It’s inspirational. I wish I was better at writing.
It’s the equivalent to Zolaft or Prozac.
Only it works.
And, you’re good at writing, hush hush.
“IS THIS A STRIPPER CONVENTION? OR AM I GOING CRAZY? YOU GUYS ARE ALL ON ACID....”
– Random freaked out lady on the train wearing a bright pink hat.
No, I’m not a stripper nor on acid. But thanks anyways.
debate.
it’s killing my voice.
:D
living with greta.
It pretty much rocks. It’s like a neverending sleepover. Oh, at least, neverending until I move :(
But it allows me to say awkward things in front of unaware people. For example:
Girl: Oh my gosh, Greta, that skirt is so cute!
Me: I know right? I watched her put it on this morning.
Me: Gretaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa you hogged all the covers last night :(
And, she just came in here, petted my...