Friday, September 22, 2006

sha sha sha sha shasha

No Ribelde today, which is probably for the best. I need to find invitations and not waste time sleeping on the Lovell/Trusell couch. I'm seriously contemplating buying the new Fergie album, something totally stupid and wonderful to take my mind off of things I can't do, places I can't go, people I can't see. It is a good thing that I can't just take off sometimes. Who knows where I would be. Not buying the new Fergie album, that's for sure. Plus, just picking up and scooting, it was okay when I was younger, sans business, sans boyfriend. Gather ye rosebuds while ye may. Food for worms. Time's winged chariot drawing near. Aye, there's the rub. Yes indeed. Sometimes I miss being 21 and stupid, but only when I'm feeling sorry for myself. It's Friday!

Thursday, September 21, 2006

must now half off forever!

There are some people I need in front of me rightnow! But I'll have to settle for just the facts ma'm. m'am? m'aam? Wringing my hands. I wish I had some chores to do, take my mind off tonight. i'm so ready for tonight, my weekend is only tonight, I need it I need it I need it I need. Thump bump skip slump. That just about sums it up.

Friday, September 15, 2006

tell me if you like it

Tell me how you like it.
I enjoyed my time with Robin. Playing pool is a game I'd long given up to the boys, satisfied with sitting on the sidelines watching. Well, not really watching.

Little Rock this weekend. I'm really looking forward to it. I understand we're both so busy, but I miss my BG. There's so much talking I want to do with him. In due time.

Thursday, September 7, 2006


my hands smell like metal, but the good kind, like pennies, not the bad kind, like the metal rails to steps

Tuesday, September 5, 2006

best day

driving to and from OKC with Chris listening solely to Urban Jamz radio.

Sorry it's just not working out. I could break up with you, but it would be easier if I just murdered you. Nice!

Urban Jamz, we will cash in on you one day...