It's terrible how we drift through this life. Perhaps our ancestors could teach us a thing or too about what it means to really live. Let us live like nomads, let us be hyper aware of our surroundings, to know the seasons, pass down customs and live through all hours of the day. Perhaps I was supposed to serendipitously run into you yesterday on ( Read more... )

We are better than the best.

We are karate faced friends full of warrior spirit, and perfect form, high-fiving with space lightning. Um, we come with built-in smoke machines.
and spit out  quarters.

for unlimited play.

continue?
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Tonight is a small bonfire ( Read more... )

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uSfEudN1MzI

I'm not pretty enough for the internet.

I'm much too young for the internet.

I am talking to myself.

I should probably stop writing entries in this wonderful e-journal while I'm drunk.

Uhm. Dear internet. Today a woman asked to see my breasts. Dear internet, that's how we do it in the real world.

Midnight tastes like irish creme ( Read more... )

Well ( Read more... )

I've been listening to a lot of Lionel Ritchie and Phiel Collins. Make of that what you will.