You throw up the leaves and the magic is lost.
Today my sister kindly pointed out that, "Starbucks, blockbuster, and McDonald's is like your second life." And I said, "My second life, what do you mean? That basically is my life." And she replied, "I guess I meant your home away from home." So sad, but sadder still is it's true. Thanks for pointing that out, sis.
And the other day my mother told me I had no social life and I needed to get out more.
Sign #3 that you have no life: Your mom tells you that you should get out more.
Huh.
That brings us to the end of this random and seemingly pointless entry. What I love about lifejournal: you can say whatever you feel like without respect to it's relevance at that point in anyone else's time. The point is it's relevant in your point of time. People are like individual little world's revolving around in their own time and circumstances and generally (hopefully) coincide well with the little world's of other people. I think these people are the ones we typically call "family" and "friends".
I'm starting a movie called "An unfinished life".
The End.
And the other day my mother told me I had no social life and I needed to get out more.
Sign #3 that you have no life: Your mom tells you that you should get out more.
Huh.
That brings us to the end of this random and seemingly pointless entry. What I love about lifejournal: you can say whatever you feel like without respect to it's relevance at that point in anyone else's time. The point is it's relevant in your point of time. People are like individual little world's revolving around in their own time and circumstances and generally (hopefully) coincide well with the little world's of other people. I think these people are the ones we typically call "family" and "friends".
I'm starting a movie called "An unfinished life".
The End.