don't think I've ever put a subject in... I tend to ignore this line... poor line
I'm really in the mood for a good burger. I almost said "effin" (only the actual word) good burger, but Rena doesn't like it. And I like Rena. Don't worry Rena; I'm sure it's just a phase I'm going through. Billy Joel makes me happy!!!
My mommy left me 20 dollars for groceries. She also bought cherries today. She also bought blue berries. I think I'm set for like the next 20 years. I don't know why God invented anything but fruit, except to make me crave good burgers. I don't have the stuff to make a good burger right now.
Tiff stopped talking to me. She was my entertainment... and we just started talking. That's sad.
The rents are gone tonight and tomorrow night. I'm not sure if I'm going to the cabin in the morning or not. I probably should... but I would also like to take the day and read my business law book... It's pretty sad that I want to read the entire book and not just the chapters I'm supposed to read. I could also vacuum the downstairs.
Ok, I was starting to make a list of the things that need to be done around the house... so here's what I'm going to do.
Libby's list for 7/10/05:
1. Vacuum downstairs
2. Clean both bathrooms
3. Tidy kitchen
4. Kitty litter box (yes, I actually need to remind myself... I don't smell it)
5. Dust everywhere (it's been ages)
6. Read Read Read... I've got so many books I'm reading right now... it's a wonder I can keep all the stories straight. It helps that I've read them all numerous times. I haven't read the law book yet... but that's the only one. I really should move on to books I haven't read. There is a list of those I want to read as well... but I like the ones I've read so darn much. Hemingway and I are the same person. Tolkien was a genius. Steinbeck... you can't not be reading a Steinbeck. Wells... fucking great images (crap) (do I go back and censor?) (no, but I do honestly apologize) (I don't say I'm sorry unless I mean it) (of course, there is the sarcastic "I'm sorry") (but this is not one of those) Dickens... ahhhh... favorite at the moment... and then there is the law book and various magazines...
And I wonder why I don't know what I'm thinking... I've overloaded myself and can no longer harvest my own thoughts... Everything that now connects my brain to my body is pulsing with information from various authors. All of my thoughts, my instincts, my preferences... mainly being dominated by Hemingway for the past few months... but the others have had their turns and I'm sure will have them again...
Ok... everyone has stopped talking online... so I will now go eat cherries before going to crash on the couch... not tired... will think of something to do... on the couch...
My mommy left me 20 dollars for groceries. She also bought cherries today. She also bought blue berries. I think I'm set for like the next 20 years. I don't know why God invented anything but fruit, except to make me crave good burgers. I don't have the stuff to make a good burger right now.
Tiff stopped talking to me. She was my entertainment... and we just started talking. That's sad.
The rents are gone tonight and tomorrow night. I'm not sure if I'm going to the cabin in the morning or not. I probably should... but I would also like to take the day and read my business law book... It's pretty sad that I want to read the entire book and not just the chapters I'm supposed to read. I could also vacuum the downstairs.
Ok, I was starting to make a list of the things that need to be done around the house... so here's what I'm going to do.
Libby's list for 7/10/05:
1. Vacuum downstairs
2. Clean both bathrooms
3. Tidy kitchen
4. Kitty litter box (yes, I actually need to remind myself... I don't smell it)
5. Dust everywhere (it's been ages)
6. Read Read Read... I've got so many books I'm reading right now... it's a wonder I can keep all the stories straight. It helps that I've read them all numerous times. I haven't read the law book yet... but that's the only one. I really should move on to books I haven't read. There is a list of those I want to read as well... but I like the ones I've read so darn much. Hemingway and I are the same person. Tolkien was a genius. Steinbeck... you can't not be reading a Steinbeck. Wells... fucking great images (crap) (do I go back and censor?) (no, but I do honestly apologize) (I don't say I'm sorry unless I mean it) (of course, there is the sarcastic "I'm sorry") (but this is not one of those) Dickens... ahhhh... favorite at the moment... and then there is the law book and various magazines...
And I wonder why I don't know what I'm thinking... I've overloaded myself and can no longer harvest my own thoughts... Everything that now connects my brain to my body is pulsing with information from various authors. All of my thoughts, my instincts, my preferences... mainly being dominated by Hemingway for the past few months... but the others have had their turns and I'm sure will have them again...
Ok... everyone has stopped talking online... so I will now go eat cherries before going to crash on the couch... not tired... will think of something to do... on the couch...