kimberly....
loves my blog.
it defies all logic, and yet it is true.
My interview is tomorrow.
I will most certainly blog about it tomorrow, though it may be late.
I want soup...
from Kimberly...
along with hot chocolate and mario kart.
brotherhood of the stationery shirts.
or stationary shirts.
those would be weird shirts.
Hawaiian flowers.
is that how you spell that.
is this even important?
nope.
damn, i have broken my own rule.
a soccer ball made me cry today.
it looked so sad and mistreated lying there freezing in the wind.
a bad country song also made me cry.
the cold makes me sad.
and yet.
i love it more than any other season.
i suppose i love suffering.
im going now.
it defies all logic, and yet it is true.
My interview is tomorrow.
I will most certainly blog about it tomorrow, though it may be late.
I want soup...
from Kimberly...
along with hot chocolate and mario kart.
brotherhood of the stationery shirts.
or stationary shirts.
those would be weird shirts.
Hawaiian flowers.
is that how you spell that.
is this even important?
nope.
damn, i have broken my own rule.
a soccer ball made me cry today.
it looked so sad and mistreated lying there freezing in the wind.
a bad country song also made me cry.
the cold makes me sad.
and yet.
i love it more than any other season.
i suppose i love suffering.
im going now.
posted by The Not So Little Mermaid at 7:58 PM
2 Comments:
A wise man once wrote "I miss the comfort in being sad..." There is truth in that, if nothing else in knowing that things can only go up from there. The one thing I do like about winter is that it is on the edge of new life and new beginnings, hope of a fresh start.
I like defying logic.
And I will make you soup, oatmeal, cake batter, hot chocolate...whatever you want.
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