A round of heart songs for everybody!
Chuckles the Clown.
It probably isn't a good thing when a bit of your lunch of potatoes and broccoli tastes like paint thinner...
So apparently Princess Diana's driver was drunk the night of her fatal crash. What a jerk. Who lets someone drive Princess Di while intoxicated? At least he's off the hook for a DUI.
Look - it's the Northern Lights up in the starry night sky of LiveJournal land. How nice. Now I can cross off "see the Northern Lights" from my Life List...
It sucks when a writer has nothing to say. It's even worse when there's something up there that just won't come out. Frustrating is my life.
There are four guys walking down the sidewalk in unison - I didn't know boy bands were making a comeback.
I hope I have a big window to gaze out of as I'm sitting by my desk writing my Pulitzer-Prize-winning article or my soon-to-be-world-renowned novel. I like to people watch from afar. It's especially pleasant when the sun is shining and I'm enjoying the warmth of the inside world while staring out at the snowy grounds. If only my life could one day turn out the way I perfectly envision it.
McFlurries and Hugh Jackman. Life doesn't get much better than that. (I'm going to keep a running tally of every time I put two things together and decide that life doesn't get much better than that...) Not to mention Hugh Jackman twice in two days (he really rocks that Tennessee accent).
One more week. It's almost daunting. I have so many things to fit into one week: studying, midnight pancakes, "House," projects, studying, eating, bathroom usage, sleeping. It just seems impossible. But once that week is over my life will become sweet again and I will smile for days.
I wonder what I'm supposed to be happy about today. I'm always so behind on my calendars that I never know if I was actually happy about something I was supposed to be happy about on that particular day.
This is like some disjunct section of my brain spouting out words and phrases but rarely making any sense at all.
I need to shower. It's been a while. And my head itches.
Check it out: (the funniest thing I've seen in a long while) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i9Z0CpPW2Fc. Big laughs, I tell you.
Dance with, or at least clap along to, the absurdity of life.
Good night and good luck. God bless and God speed.
It probably isn't a good thing when a bit of your lunch of potatoes and broccoli tastes like paint thinner...
So apparently Princess Diana's driver was drunk the night of her fatal crash. What a jerk. Who lets someone drive Princess Di while intoxicated? At least he's off the hook for a DUI.
Look - it's the Northern Lights up in the starry night sky of LiveJournal land. How nice. Now I can cross off "see the Northern Lights" from my Life List...
It sucks when a writer has nothing to say. It's even worse when there's something up there that just won't come out. Frustrating is my life.
There are four guys walking down the sidewalk in unison - I didn't know boy bands were making a comeback.
I hope I have a big window to gaze out of as I'm sitting by my desk writing my Pulitzer-Prize-winning article or my soon-to-be-world-renowned novel. I like to people watch from afar. It's especially pleasant when the sun is shining and I'm enjoying the warmth of the inside world while staring out at the snowy grounds. If only my life could one day turn out the way I perfectly envision it.
McFlurries and Hugh Jackman. Life doesn't get much better than that. (I'm going to keep a running tally of every time I put two things together and decide that life doesn't get much better than that...) Not to mention Hugh Jackman twice in two days (he really rocks that Tennessee accent).
One more week. It's almost daunting. I have so many things to fit into one week: studying, midnight pancakes, "House," projects, studying, eating, bathroom usage, sleeping. It just seems impossible. But once that week is over my life will become sweet again and I will smile for days.
I wonder what I'm supposed to be happy about today. I'm always so behind on my calendars that I never know if I was actually happy about something I was supposed to be happy about on that particular day.
This is like some disjunct section of my brain spouting out words and phrases but rarely making any sense at all.
I need to shower. It's been a while. And my head itches.
Check it out: (the funniest thing I've seen in a long while) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i9Z0CpPW2Fc. Big laughs, I tell you.
Dance with, or at least clap along to, the absurdity of life.
Good night and good luck. God bless and God speed.