discolé monade

i want to do this. it's a tree pod that you're put in, and planted. but i also never wanted to be buried *the above i'm considering* i saw that ashes can get put into crystal orbs. and that looked really amazing. i still get taps, and a 21 gun. so that's cool. i guess.

you know what.

good lookin' out.

bwahahaha ghost.

yes ma'am well then, i concede. that looks good~ i don't care for wings myself, but i would grab a couple of these.

i started doing the dove regiment. i have notice a HUGE difference, at least in the feel. i have very defined laugh lines. and a permanent look of disdain, (that middle bit between your eyebrows, yeah...family curse) but, dove, toner, moisturizer (i'm currently using neutrogena) i bought roc, because i have always wanted to try it (fancy stuff XD) and a different type of toner than the one currently being used (but you know how it is, can't open something until the other is gone)

your name tho'

i'm not a loser.

hey. don't knock it. i mean...weird and strange yes. different strokes. are they young? i mean like really young?

aw now see. you'll have to come up this way so can cook you some of the good stuff. i think you need some 'soul food' in your life.

and this is atrocity

oh my.

you squeezed my weasel?

i just pictured that being said by jesus quintana or even better 'pal' from uncle buck. yes... pal.

ugh. i hate when i do that shit. i usually will call the store, and let them know. and since i frequent this store, i can usually take my receipt, with whomever i spoke with, info. and they'll just give me my product. it's a little harder with store in the next town, but again, i just call and jot down the name and hold onto my receipt.

or this? maybe a little laughter. dang it. i can never get shit to post right. ANYWAY~ another fine day, ruined by responsibility.

wait. i thought that was the caribbean curling team?

i don't think mine is crippling. i have better days than i have bad days. and weed. weed helps. A LOT!

the yarn stash is. my GAWD do i have a lot of yarn.

wait. wut? no..my coffee is done. i am sitting here. with the cream in it. (no sugar) you filthy animal.

i do. almost on a daily basis. i lay in the bed and think 'don't get out, don't get out' but, before i can even finish the statement, my body forces me to face the day. then, i get my day going. basically i fake it until i make it.

it's done. creamed up. ready to go.

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i am.