Jan 05, 2005 20:13
my radio started working randomly today again in my vancan! yes.
i have a million thoughts running around in my head with scraps of the postal service and vivid imagery of luscious south america popping up in my head all the time.
there is a famous irish proverb: "scetheann fion firinne" which translates as wine reveals all truth.(irish pride bitches)
too many kisses make your head explode.
boys cause problems but girls cause more.
not having either makes me sad.
he was supposed to make me soup but instead he held me as i fell asleep and whispered in my ear that he loved me.
i guess that should suffice but i want that soup.
i miss the beautiful girl of my life. well actually all the beautiful girls of my life. where were you today when i burst into confetti and flew all around like crazy madness? where?
love love love hate hate hate rage rage rage passion passion passion-the new name for a soap opera i am inventing.