discolé monade

my middle girl wants me to see this. she also showed me 'cargo' which i am VERY interested in seeing. *also, it was a youtube short*

had 800 a.d. dream. damn vikings.

i don't really care at this point. but EVEN if he had posted that in the designated folder 'df' i would STILL think he would have to put a spoiler tag on that? i mean. maybe i'm the only one, but i thought he was copying another users post title, and was gonna' call him out on it. i just went ahead and ignored user. after reporting him.

my bad. thought you meant something else. have a great day. There are a few rivers and creeks here, I need to make myself more educated on the fishing here tho.

but there are some very cool lakes. but rivers. you need a river. a good one. and you should totally learn to fly fish. most relaxing and somewhat accomplishing of all the fishing styles.

eh. i didn't want others to go through what i did. and yeah...i reported it. i'm the snitch.

yeah. i didn't think this through. now EVERYONE will go and look. nixon was right. don't give the public too much info?

and i guess PSA don't open packards boil thread.

true enough. and i saw the kitty.

transfers OMG transfers. and if you had so many bus transfers that little scrap of paper looked like a used grocery list by the time you got on your last bus. but, i miss the bus, sort of. when i was a kid, i'd ride around, with my walkman blaring, through the night. i really felt like i was the female holden caulfield.

yes. she's been on my mind all last week (since this went down), she's a little nervous, but she's a fighter and survivor. not sure about her partner, and honestly. just stoopid. i mean. 3 strikes and all that jazz.

hmm. trying to remember the girls younger days. she always wanted art supplies. hair stuff. shoes~that she had her eye on. accessories for style.

yip.

and you couldn't just say 'i was waiting on a bus'? also, why did you ask her about her drug habits? why is that any of your business?

well, if we're being completely honest. none of them. because my knee hurts like a mo'fo. my foot feels like it's being crushed, and i had to run to the damn bus at the last stop. AND put out the cig i JUST lit up.

why? why can't you just answer the question? yeah, just answer the question. just answer the question, claire.

my aunt took us to a slaughter house when i was like 7 (?) didn't actually SEE any slaughter, and i think she was trying to deter us from eating meat? but then we had burgers that night. i have had many animals that i THOUGHT were going to be pets, and just turned out to be breakfast/lunch/dinner.

or maybe, it's telling you that putting out someone else light, doesn't make yours brighter.

buddy and the women.

stella. she looks like a stella. and when she's running around the yard, and you're chasing her, you can drop to your knees and yell 'STEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLA'

none of them. i mean...look at the faces. their privilege is showing through. except zombie. he just looks hungry.

happy day of birth *insert name* *i'm looking at pail, and since he won't disclose said day, but complain that nobody wished him well, because sometime this week*

gas stove all day. i hate this electric flat top bullshit.

but, were they really MY dreams? i mean, really?

when i was young. i thought that i might go to the olympics. i trained for 5 years, until i lost interest. the old man pushed TOO hard. and it no longer became a dream, but a dread. it lost all it's fun. then i thought i would wander europe for a few years. but then i waited table to get through school, then i joined the service thinking i could pay for school. then i wanted to be an environmental engineer. and i studied for a few years. then i had to come back to the east coast, to because i was given an offer i couldn't refuse. and IT failed. so, here i am, and when i grow up, i want to be happy.