the moon is the most reliable friend of mine
he is my favourite celestial object
la la lal la lal la-te de te hm- te hm te- da

in case depression worsens il faut que je dois find a prom date
or be left alone to feel like mold like the kid from wheatus

laughter at my solid lilac wardrobe

"...atheists were praying full of sarcasm"

cult classic

recently justjared called both saved by the bell and the o.c. a "cult series"
i don't think he knows the meaning of the term

"drinking tea in bed, watching DVDs
...
the littlest things that take me there
i know it sounds lame but it's so true"
- Lily Allen

these "rags" are givenchy!

"he hates all Democrats, even if they're quadrupeds- that means puppies."

ideas/knowledge > funny friends
ideas/knowledge < funny friends

"tooth tat: i have a tiny permanent sketch of Plato on my bottom left K9, you can't see it, it's back there though. Ahhhhhh *lifts tongue* thsee?"
ideas/knowledge = funny friends

cried yesterday at thoughts of being left alone
hypocritical towards feelings of loneliness
doesn't understand how i can push people away,
yet cry

at&t coverage now in more metro stops

grass, roots, grass, roots, grass, roots "grass roots" "they thought you were a tree fungus"

dental woes and king cobra smiling glow missed through the afternoon.
work in a cold climate and 'ol can-i-borrow-a-nickle boss off to carolina for a weddding.
poooooor friendly is in the rolling hills of kansas meanwhile for a funeral.
cold coffee
cold coffee
cold coffee
bubble-mint, face-sized-coco-chip-cookie, spin-around and ask me or tell me how you are
i love you like that when you
do that
you little.

irl pre-dance jitters
1 a.m double chocolate chip pancakes in the park with friends
and a sick girl in the back of his white minivan all clutching to a blanket and funny and what-cha-ma-callit
and at somepoint we'll never sleep and the type-writter keys etched into our heads, what loudness!
and i cry and i laugh laugh and i sip coffee from a straw
and his face is what keeps my awake and it makes me laugh
and it all-in-all make me sigh
and your mother didn't mind like i thought she would
that r.e.m song was playing in my mind
and 3 1/2 minutes, felt like a lifetime.
and i love life

crazier things have happened

"i didn't know how to tell you this but, he's madly in love with you and you think he's gay"
naivety and depravity
so how's chris. wouldn't it be ironic if he ended up being gay.

dressings

one day soon we can be philanthropists too

velveeta

employee of the month: Jo Dharma Kharma just call me Al

gravy-boat

ooh ooh come back baby blue

Optimal

there are so many things To Do: in a car!

fried

spotted that guy at Balducci's working behind the cheese counter - looks like 'Hodgins' from 'Bones' or this

Canoedling!

i had a sex dream

it was in a canoe

we flipped it over

building

'A little drink,' he said, 'will work wonders in a cowardly man. With a little brandy, why, I'd defy - the devil.' He stumbled in the doorway.

asian fusion



backwards, backwards, Forward

this love has taken its toll on me she said goodbye too many times before her heart is breaking in front of me and i have no choice cause i wont say goodbye any more

brown eyed boy

annual

from russia with love

moderation

try to take in^

globetrotting

heirloom

thoughts in tub:

long distance relationships do not work because you cannot keep track of their ever changing hair colour
also,
might consider scrubbing beige tiles.

4 every action, 1 equal + opposite reaction

i went on the train home except it was quite full due to it being 5:15pm on a Wednesday.
inside i stood between people i did not see, only the words in and around page 1 of 1984, orwell.
i did hear something however: loud obnoxious wet sticky gum chewing

“you can put your boots in the oven, but that don’t make them biscuits.”

1 a.m. bath in shirt 1-4 in. deep very hot water
very hot water

1 worried eye

my face is not symmetrical. no matter how i feel i have one worried eye

they both bring some relief

is there really any difference between the hot and heavy light of a kerosene lamp and the first soft creeping glow of morning?

you know those machines used to aerate lawns?
yes you do.
well i would like it if someone would just come up to me with one.
a strange man would.
i would like him to aerate my soul.

eg- rip it apart and expose it to oxygen

o cher o susan sarandon o o o jacko. o hair!

worldly feet, gatorade and eisley on the new jersey turnpike

list of potential homes

1. a) bowery side view

1. b) bowery with nice tree

2. lower east-side 'end war'

3. little italy fire escapes

4. staten island renovation

it's whatever works

if you need to feel good go get a foot massage



the genius never really works out, he's far too crazy.
and well the simpleton, she gets to live on a boat with the romantic jaw-clencher
hows that for a happy ending, you do need to feel good

you're a professional athlete with that limp!

excellent company in the form of a letter

just a nice hot coco with teeny little marshmellows in sweltering july heat


how would you like to die: "i would like to get torn apart from wild animals" - jerry the actor

i realize there's not really high demand for blurry photos taken while busing

bashful

how i feel somedays

yes; naked, up high in a tree, sometimes all alone and sometimes in groups, too.

not particularly anything

i like to make lists when i am nervous or i am worried.
1. belting out renditions of third eye blind songs while waiting for the bus
2. the smells of walking by car dealerships
3. good tasting water fountains
4. chasing peas around your plate
5. the dirty '30s
6. a bellhops uniform
7. making sculptures out of your daily vitamins
8. "button's buttons"
9. a red herring! : in a mystery novel
10. freshmen notoriety or any espn-speak

i felt some water on my arm a couple minutes ago, and i used my hand to feel it and wipe it a bit and it came flowing from my armpit down to my elbowpit and it was sweat and it was sweaty

napping on the leather couch this afternoon:
and as i slowly awoke- my eyes mere inches from the sandy hide,
i was shocked!
i imagined that i was lying upon a rugged giant
a behemoth african elephant all course and with small hairs rubbing up close to my smooth cheek,
bumping along
buuuu- bump.
buuuu- bump.
buuuu- bump.
pretty heavy, and pretty steady, buuuu-
Thump.

i wrote a play

"what language do you dream in?"
"spanish"
"cool"
"yeah, i guess"
"do you ever dream in english?"
"sometimes, i can't really remember though. it's whatever language you are fluent in, i think."
* * *
"hah ha, do you dream in southern twang?"
"i dream in acid tongue by jenny lewis."

optimism nuff said

number of times i've blogged about optimism: 3
number of times i've blogged about optimism and then erased said blog because of negativity: 12+

once upon a midnight dreary as i pondered weak and weary

only one thought came to mind, we have to throw a party!!

lace socks

i got a little honeydew sorbet on the floor and then it was sticky in a little spot for a couple of days until i decided that i didn't like lying to myself about how it didn't matter

ahahah lolgiantcat

i used to think that the string theory had to do with cheese

he crept back in her memory

for 1 desperate moment

take it easy