101 excuses to get out of doing anything by danielle dowling
Isn't it weird how once you get a Livejournal you suddenly become secretly obsessed with how many comments you get? Don't deny it. It's like it's own little online cult. They brainwash you into believing that the more comments you get the more cool you'll be. Fight the power. Be a dork.
Last night I had the strangest dream. On second thought, paragraphs or conversations, for that matter, that begin like that are norming skimmed or ignored. Let me rephrase that.
I WANT TO HAVE SEX WITH YOU. Anyway. Normally, I'm not afraid of flying because I've been flying every year since I was 6, at least. Well. I'm sitting in the window seat next to my sister, from where I do not know, to where I do not know, but what I do know is we're watching a movie starring Bill Murray and Patrick Fugit about a documentary on meteorologists. Don't ask. Then all of a sudden the movie skipped like four scenes and the "Fasten seat belt" thing kept blinking. You know those dreams when you're falling- only you feel like you actually are falling- the kind of dreams that are so real, it's scary. Yes, that's what happened to me. Suddenly, the plane flew right down- head first- into the ground. In that brief period- between when I realized we were going to crash and before we actually did crash- I realized that I may accomplish nothing in life if I do not act now.
It brings a tear to your eye, doesn't it. Oh, and I no longer am fond of flying.
Last night I had the strangest dream. On second thought, paragraphs or conversations, for that matter, that begin like that are norming skimmed or ignored. Let me rephrase that.
I WANT TO HAVE SEX WITH YOU. Anyway. Normally, I'm not afraid of flying because I've been flying every year since I was 6, at least. Well. I'm sitting in the window seat next to my sister, from where I do not know, to where I do not know, but what I do know is we're watching a movie starring Bill Murray and Patrick Fugit about a documentary on meteorologists. Don't ask. Then all of a sudden the movie skipped like four scenes and the "Fasten seat belt" thing kept blinking. You know those dreams when you're falling- only you feel like you actually are falling- the kind of dreams that are so real, it's scary. Yes, that's what happened to me. Suddenly, the plane flew right down- head first- into the ground. In that brief period- between when I realized we were going to crash and before we actually did crash- I realized that I may accomplish nothing in life if I do not act now.
It brings a tear to your eye, doesn't it. Oh, and I no longer am fond of flying.