Pickles are cucumbers that sold out.They sold their soul to the devil and that devil is....Dill

Apr 02, 2005 08:24

Good morning Live Journal, I am all curled up in a sleeping bag, I'm in my running clothes, it's raining, it's saturday, it's just right. I worked until 12 and then had a late night run in with some new friends and ended up with a long night walk and two sugar free popsiciles. I am sleepy, but the kind of sleepy that comforts you. My mom called , she is so weird, my grandma fell and is in the hospital, but no one can go see her bc she is like quarantined for a few days. Was about to drive up there, but realized that if I couldnt see her, it would just make me more sad. My mom is so pessimistic, she makes me feel so naive for always looking at the bright side of things. I tend to think my optimisim is a redeeming quality. Although, not latley, I guess.
If you can't tell my LJ title is a tribute to my fave comedian. Mitch hedberg died, check out his website, check out his work, he was a great artist, lot's of great one liners to live by. He was a really hip cool young guy, died of a heart failure. One less man bringing laughter in to the world...and it is making me sad.
Well im gonna go run for respeck yo. Educating domestic violence one step at a time. I am gonna get lots of work done today, no really, just as soon as I run these 3 miles. All I've been writing is depresseing and pensive LJs, I know makes me seem heavy and sad but I think the fog is lifting. Well not just yet but I'm starting to see the forest through the trees.
Well, I'm weird. Sending you all quixotic pixels of consecrated capriciousness!! (<--trust me, thats a great thing to be getting) :0)
lots of love
ps Sell you soul to the devil.....let that devil be Dill ~!
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