Hosanna!

I'm tired and pensive.

Really tired.

The World is Your Oyster Cracker

We wondered out loud whether it was willpower or discipline that we lacked.

Where does it reside? The heart or the stomach, because some things I store in my ribs and others on the tip of my tongue.

Maybe it's not what we lack, but what we have as surplus.

Fear and all that Jazz.

Sleep Speed

Wading knee deep in this aside
My head is full of peanut butter
and it's me in the middle of
me me me

I've said a lot of cheap things
I don't regret
I've said a lot of things I don't mean
sometimes I'm just
mean mean mean

Sometimes my peanut head is too
heavy to lift
X&Y aside
I might be too young to ride

I'll stop before I start
I be stunned before I get done

I'll let you get in my head if
I'm allowed in yours
Someone said that

I wonder why my utterances can't
be heard by the whole audience

.. --.---- ---- .-.---.---

Otherwise I'll never know.

XX-Underage

Man, I have been ridiculously productive these days. It feels really nice. I don't know if it is due to the sunny weather (well, not today it is hella rainy) or me being sick and tired of not performing to my full (or even half) capacity. Either way, I'm glad to be producing again.

Last night I drew up a pattern and cut the pieces for my vest! I've never sewn anything from scratch before and I'm really excited. I'll post pictures when I'm finished! Hopefully it comes out halfway decent.

ALSO, I started reading the Unvanquished by Faulkner. I haven't read such dense text for a long time, but only thirty pages in and I'm already totally engrossed.

This is neat AND it accurately represents the kind of weekend I had. Mm mmmm goodtimes.
Via Oh Joy!

Sunrise Sunset

I think I'll regret not writing in that wet cement for a long time.

Action Jackson

Somebody mailed me my wallet that I lost the other day.

Once I left my flute (oh yeah I was a floutist) on a chartered bus that left the state. It came back a few days later with my flute on it. I lost my (expensive) graphing calculator at least six times in high school and each time it came back to me. I know kids whose locker got broke into for those dang calculators and they never saw them again! I've lost many other things (money, boyfriends, etc.) where the odds were completely stacked against me, but all the things I lose always boomerang back.

This begs the question: Why the hell do things keep coming back to me?

Is it karma? Good luck (I don't believe in luck, but who knows)? A complex web cause and effect? It's crazy. All I know is that I'm thankful for whatever it is that keeps helping me out. Woooo.

Tonight is vegan pot luck night with lovely friends who I haven't seen for many many moons. Now if the sun will stay out long enough for me and the boys to take a walk this will be a stand out day!

<3

add. I realized the only thing that I lose that never comes back is cell-phones ... I've gone through four in the past year. Maybe it's a sign?

April Foolio, Yo

Oh Google you guys are such kidders.

Out of my Mind

I went for a walk tonight. It was quiet and sleepy and not nearly long enough. What I would give to be walking on that trail. This place doesn't jive well with my need to just expand my mind and body. I feel like I could sleep for a fortnight.

I'm going to not abuse my body for a while. I'm going to be proactive baby.

Warm Torsoed Nothing

I am my own worst enemy. How do you combat that kind of antagonist?