That song catches me like fishbait to a fish and brings me along with it kicking and screaming along the rocky ocean waves. Evil stuff this.
Speaking of bodies of water, I ate escargots the other day. Creamy stuff them. Even after my dad painted a nasty picture of the brains, intestines and squishy parts oozing snail juice. Hah. Disgust-the-kids action plan didn't work! *beam*
"Tuesdays with Morrie" by Mitch Albom. It's worth a read. Made me tear up at the end and that's usually a good thing. Didn't really take to heart any of the multitudes of aphorisms available in the book but the saying goodbye part hit a little hard on me tear duct nerves.
Yea, yea, it's been said. I'm a wuss. A sucker for sob-stories.
And morbid ones too (Contact me if you have Six Feet Under Season 1).
And anything out of the ordinary.
Oh, look! A whole pile of laundry to iron, fold and place neatly in the wardrobe! Yay!
2 comments:
sumone's becoming lovesick!!!!muahahaha........tell me whooo!!!!!haha...do not forsake me, my twin...haha..do not leave me in da dark..hahaha...damn..i am bored!!!
yea u are. dont you go feeding attention to that overly imaginative mind you have! for the record, that song started playing when the blogging page loaded. =)
PS: you have nothing on me. you HEAR?! NOTHING!! buhuhuahhahhahha!!!
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