Sunday, November 29, 2009

sing me a song

work makes a person lifeless and boring
but most likely I was like that before too

Some thing at work is broken so we cant do any single thing
When I sing Christmas songs in the car dad will switch on the music.
haaaa, its heart breaking
east coast east coast and presents to buy
money to fly away too

Its bliss to shop during Christmas, even if it is grocery shopping with family.
the Christmas songs blaring is infectious :]

Will you be a the virus to my infection this not so merry year.

to whoever is actually reading.
which is no one i suspect :]]]]

Friday, November 27, 2009

Shall I say I ha-ve you. even though theres only one person who knows the meaning.

new secrets has flowed into my ears.

shall I just float away :]
and prompt you in your new escapade.
or maybe it was an old one.
I shall never know :]]

Friday, November 13, 2009

obsessed with children's names :}

my future counter part can jump down the building if he doesn't agree to the names I want to give to my kids. If I have any counter part or kids at all. blllahhh. I have two god children to come in the future, and it makes me giddy with excitement. Lawl shoot me if you think I'm dumb.

Pretty please push me down the building of spinsterhood or save me from it. Don't just stand there and act aloof. weeeeeeee

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Monday, November 09, 2009

I find it weird.
When I'm talking one on one with someone its easier to talk
but when more then 2 people and I can't
nothing interesting to say comes up

I'm a boring person :}
at times.
most of the time.

The C word has attenuated and gone hiding for awhile
scream and jump around for me
and tell me to go away kay :}

bring a tornado to my house to clean my room.

And give me $150 000 so I can go study

Thursday, November 05, 2009

Mr Francesca Ignatius Sangantio Hertz.
My dear disable fish.
He/She was found in the tank not moving at 8pm.
He/She was dutifully buried at 8.10pm
Beside the arowana.

Dredddinng the sound of gleeful bleeps of the computer and machines at work.
Tinkling or magnetic stir bars playing.
And the wrong results brewing.
Gimme the money without the work.
I know I'm a whine.

Wednesday, November 04, 2009

patrick from bikini bottom is my lover


Whoever is reading

Lets run away together,
live in a small cottage,
starve to death,
an be glamorously in hate with each other
forever.

I love you