originally posted on myspace 8/15/2007
I don't understand how you can ask a person, "how do you feel about {insert some current event here}?" and they respond with, "I really don't know" or "I don't pay attention to the news" or "That doesn't really affect me."
But I guarantee if you ask that person:
"How many days did Paris stay in jail?"
THEY WILL KNOW!!!!!?!!!!!!?!!!!!
argggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(in my best charlie brown voice)
Friday, August 15, 2008
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
A Poem I Found and Liked. Not sure who the credit goes to.
The fog lifted itself up from the ground and rises
To encircle me, fill me with the looming sense
Of impeding doom.
Suspended, as if waiting, in quiet anticipation
For better weather, for warmth, for sun,
for dissolution.
The vapor blankets the world beneath its fragile
Weaving, curling, furls
of nothingness.
To encircle me, fill me with the looming sense
Of impeding doom.
Suspended, as if waiting, in quiet anticipation
For better weather, for warmth, for sun,
for dissolution.
The vapor blankets the world beneath its fragile
Weaving, curling, furls
of nothingness.
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