February 2011
66 posts
January 2011
16 posts
Now theres cheering to the country song
Should I assume somebody is playing this on a cd player or that there is a concert on Harvard Ave that I am suddenly missing?
What I can hear while sitting in my bed
First, machinery
Then, a man yelling to the machinery
Then, a crude woman with the thickest Boston accent I’ve ever heard talking to the man
while theyre talking back and forth, a country love song slowly comes on
Now I am hearing all four at once and am a little too nervous to look out the window to see what’s going on
Theres also some really loud banging off in the distance and...
Eyeroll.
She: What is this?
Me: The State of the Union Address
She: Oh, why is he having one of these now?
Me: There is one every year
She: Doesn't he only do this if something happened?
Me: No, its a yearly event. It's kind of a big deal
She: Oh... I guess I should know about this since both of my parents are lawyers
Me: You should probably know about this since you're a citizen of the country
Domestic Relaxation
Got up at 8:30
Did the dishes
Made soup
Made breakfast
My guilty pleasure/best movie ever, “What a Girl Wants” is on TV
Later: Taking a long shower soon then making cornbread (from scratch, for the first time in my life) and cleaning.
Then my friends will be here
relaxation, accomplishment, happiness
“Beauty is in the eye of the beholder and it may be necessary from time to time...”
– Jim Henson (via kari-shma)
I sleep.
and I sleep and I sleep and I sleep and I sleep and I sleep and I sleep and I sleep
all of this time with the people who have always loved me and the friends who made me the person I am keeps me awake.
and I will be sad to leave it behind again so soon. but I will be with the friends who have pushed me to grow
I wish for one day the two to meet, despite the distance
Tis a thing of beauty
I’ve become one of the girls I’ve always found so boring.
New hair, cool nail color, and shelling out big bucks on the perfect purse to make my week.
Its not the “superficial” aspect of it all that bothers me. Whatever, I look in the mirror and am happy with myself, I’ll take it.
But when did I become so boring? I used to be fun, right?