I just peeled a piece of skin
off of my shin
that looks like a bird.
Ya heard?
Update: I have given the Shin Bird to my friend Pete. Pete believes that the pensive-looking bird I have peeled from my shin is Geddy Lee.
quiet and pensive
its thoughts apprehensive
the hours slipping away
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
B2: Three brooches? I am wearing THREE brooches!
My friend Arta shared this with me. I couldn't have summed up CNN any better.
Monday, July 28, 2008
W3: I think this one makes my boobs look smaller
Have you ever had a booger surprise you? This morning in the car I thought I had a runny nose because I could feel something wet threatening to fall out. So I grabbed a Kleenex and shoved it up my nose to soak up any unruly snot. However, to my delight and surprise, when I removed the Kleenex I felt a cold something come with it. I took a glance and saw that I had removed a bright green, extra snotty booger about 1.5 inches long. It sort of looked like a little clam. A green nose clam.
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Monday, July 21, 2008
Monday, July 14, 2008
Also
I will try to post the rest of my Albania videos this weekend. I finally got them downloaded to my computer and that was the hardest part.
That's what she said.
That's what she said.
W...not sure and too lazy to look at my own boulder holder key
I just inspired myself to start blogging again. Perhaps more accurately put, I made a clever discovery that I would like to share.
It began when I decided to put on red lipstick after lunch. I began my day with a simple gloss because red lipstick is a task to wear, far too much for early mornings. For example, my mother often comes to me asking if she has lipstick all over her face and my answer is usually yes. Red lipstick tends to wander to her forehead and the bridge of her nose. This apple did not fall far from her makeup smearing tree, so I have learned to only wear red lipstick when I can commit a certain amount of energy to keeping it in place. That energy is spent pulling out my gilded compact mirror that is lovingly stored in a felt case about every 8 to 9 minutes to make sure I haven't inadvertently hit my mouth and relocated some MAC Viva Glam smudges anywhere on my face. Well, I don't know if you know this but the back of a new iPod is REALLY shiny. Like, mirror shiny. My new beloved iPod is carried with me everywhere I go and I am in between formal cases for it because the skins I have are too thick meaning the wheel never feels my touch (just as tragic as it sounds) and I am too poor to buy a new, thinner one. Lucky for me and my new beloved iPod, I am a Girl Scout and noticed that my travel package of Kleenex is the exact same size as my new beloved iPod. Guess what happened next? I slipped my new beloved iPod into my travel package of Kleenex. There it sits, snug as a bug yet simple to retrieve for both song changes and lipstick checks. Much easier that wrangling it out of the thick rubber skin that previously protected it from the hazards of my purse.
Isn't that amazing? An iPod fits perfectly inside a travel package of Kleenex. Aren't you glad I shared that revelation with you? Aren't you glad I am ready to write again?
It began when I decided to put on red lipstick after lunch. I began my day with a simple gloss because red lipstick is a task to wear, far too much for early mornings. For example, my mother often comes to me asking if she has lipstick all over her face and my answer is usually yes. Red lipstick tends to wander to her forehead and the bridge of her nose. This apple did not fall far from her makeup smearing tree, so I have learned to only wear red lipstick when I can commit a certain amount of energy to keeping it in place. That energy is spent pulling out my gilded compact mirror that is lovingly stored in a felt case about every 8 to 9 minutes to make sure I haven't inadvertently hit my mouth and relocated some MAC Viva Glam smudges anywhere on my face. Well, I don't know if you know this but the back of a new iPod is REALLY shiny. Like, mirror shiny. My new beloved iPod is carried with me everywhere I go and I am in between formal cases for it because the skins I have are too thick meaning the wheel never feels my touch (just as tragic as it sounds) and I am too poor to buy a new, thinner one. Lucky for me and my new beloved iPod, I am a Girl Scout and noticed that my travel package of Kleenex is the exact same size as my new beloved iPod. Guess what happened next? I slipped my new beloved iPod into my travel package of Kleenex. There it sits, snug as a bug yet simple to retrieve for both song changes and lipstick checks. Much easier that wrangling it out of the thick rubber skin that previously protected it from the hazards of my purse.
Isn't that amazing? An iPod fits perfectly inside a travel package of Kleenex. Aren't you glad I shared that revelation with you? Aren't you glad I am ready to write again?
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