When did cats get wings?
I'm sick of lame Xanga entries. I'm sick of a lot of things.
However, to raise the mood, a list of crap I love:
-The liberating feeling you get after first taking off socks from a long day of wearing them
-The feel of old, worn t-shirts
-When two cars' blinkers blink in synch
-Bananas
-Speaking in ASL on accident
-Big smiles, especially when directed at me
-The hardened chocolate glob at the bottom of the Drumstick ice cream cone
-Fifties style and sixties ideals
-A person who complete sidesteps bullshit
-Tap dancing old men in seventies garb, especially named Wayne
-My mom's silliness
-My dad's involvement in the arts community despite his scientific mind
-Barefeet in plush grass (it's cliche for a reason!)
-Lime green and teal paired together in any situation
-Chugging ice-cold water
-Peach anything--the taste, the smell, and the colors
-When cats jump straight into the air.
However, to raise the mood, a list of crap I love:
-The liberating feeling you get after first taking off socks from a long day of wearing them
-The feel of old, worn t-shirts
-When two cars' blinkers blink in synch
-Bananas
-Speaking in ASL on accident
-Big smiles, especially when directed at me
-The hardened chocolate glob at the bottom of the Drumstick ice cream cone
-Fifties style and sixties ideals
-A person who complete sidesteps bullshit
-Tap dancing old men in seventies garb, especially named Wayne
-My mom's silliness
-My dad's involvement in the arts community despite his scientific mind
-Barefeet in plush grass (it's cliche for a reason!)
-Lime green and teal paired together in any situation
-Chugging ice-cold water
-Peach anything--the taste, the smell, and the colors
-When cats jump straight into the air.