the FastFood industry is good for only one thing: to teach one to be a perfect housewife (or husband). You have to clean, cook, look good, keep everything organized, scrub, wash, hurry, stress, put others before yourself, always be on your feet, etc. The list goes on and on. It makes me appreciate housepeople so much more.

I took my love, I took it down
I climbed a mountain and I turned around
And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills
’til the landslide brought it down

Oh, mirror in the sky, what is love?
Can the child within my heart rise above?
Can I sail through the changing ocean tides?
Can I handle the seasons of my life?

Well, I’ve been afraid of ( Read more... )

Merry Christmas
and perhaps a happy hanukkah,
but not a good kwanzaa
(because it's not real)

Are things going to shit? God, I hope not. Things are stressful and bad enough, but to have things go down the drain would obliterate me. Whatever may be happening, if We're going down, I'm going down swinging.

If I were you (and I wish that I were you ( Read more... )

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Well, I'm putting my finishing touches on my MUNSA papers, and it's a bitch. Shannon's party was friggin' awesome; I got to put a dead fish on somebody's car! Look for the Krispy Kreme hats on the "old man and crippled boy."

*NOTE* We need to bring back "FUCKING MORMONS!" and spread its loveliness.

Scavenger Hunt

1. At my house
2. New places and ( Read more... )

( Baby G )

is some sex too much to ask for? obviously so. is a drink too much to ask for? obviously not.

( A Survey Made By Me )