Monday, August 29, 2011
I promise to sing to you, when all the music dies
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Come again another day
Friday, August 26, 2011
If you are not too long, I will wait here for you all my life.
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
I'll make it to the moon
He's running in slow motion again
Random Thoughts Tuesday Night/Early Wednesday Morning
This week I have so many more reasons to hate Henry (my work partner): he had girl scout cookies at his reception, he wore suspenders, he lives in a magically quaint Colonial townhouse, and he allegedly has a 6 slot industrial toaster. He's living my dream life, damn it! Tonight, when we left work, he was going home to a romantic dinner with champagne. I was going home to peach jam.
Now that I've chopped my hair, I keep seeing girls with long, beautiful hair. Oh well. It's a good thing I am super fabulous with or without hair.
I have realized that there was one thing I loved about the South, without ever realizing it. The traffic. I was never ONCE in a traffic jam in North Carolina. I have been in one DAILY here.
I wish I were more glib. This blog should be one snappy one liner after another. Prepare for more glibness in the near future:)
Honey badger don't care. Honey Badger takes what it wants= Best Youtube video since the bed intruder.
Lori Ann