I keep building onto walls, taller and taller they rise. Maybe it's time to stop building walls, tear them all down, and just leave. Go away--far, far away.
Habia una vez, en cinco
(Uno)
Who knew one lamb puppet could bring to children the joy of knock-knock jokes and magic card tricks?
ambiances brough a Lambchop doll to school, except it was punk rocked out and still totally schnuggable. And since then, I've been very nostalgic for the 'Lambchop and Friends' TV show. Just seeing the way people's faces lit up as they said, "It's Lambchop!"--because that was one of those shows we all watched growing up. It makes me feel very sad knowing the show got cancelled because the Lambchop lady died from cancer.
(Dos)
Cookies should cure cancer.
The day before Punk Rock Lambchop day, I found out my friend's friend's sister's hairdresser-friend's daughter has cancer. That is also very sad. I wish cookies could save the day. I don't even know her.
(Tres)
School Days, School Daze
Valentine's Day was the same as any other day except there was a flood of the same red teddy bears from Walmart and rose petals on the school floor, fallen from bouqets. Oh, I went to the dentist office that day. It was not very thrilling. I think the highlight of the day was beginning to learn past tense in Spanish I class. Third person plural - Ellos mataron mis ojos. - They killed my eyes.
(Cuattro)
Run, run, run as fast as you can. You can't catch me I'm...well, nobody special.
I've been more active lately. Carwheeling outside (It was a beautiful day today! I'm so glad Winter is de-Winterfying!), riding my bike, jogging, crunching, dancing to no music, twirling around like madcap in my own imaginary world. I plan on swimming to New York.
(Cinco)
Scream. Cry. Scream. Cry. Sweat.
Saturday = Scream fest from father figure. Cry fest from me. Tuesday. Oh how absolutely lovely. In between scream fests/cry fests, there are also snark fests with my mother figure. I'm surprised the house hasn't collapsed. Burning calories calms me down. With all the weight I've already gained, it's not like I'll whittle away to nothing or anything of the sort.
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