Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Monday, June 29, 2009

a vain line.

oh stress hives.

thanks so much for choosing today.

really i enjoy you yearly.

so many celeb deaths.

it's all a little too much.

i can't help but wonder who will be next.

i haven't called/seen gma in weeks.

i probably should visit her sometime.

hopefully she's not upset with me.

the complex vaca talk.

i could have done without.

that was all just more than a little ridiculous.

so much going on for one week.

i think i'm going to take a book to the beach.

maybe i'll actually read it.

while i tan of course.

god knows i'm looking just the wrong side of ghost like lately.

peppy pink nails and a curious case of red toes.

i think it's time to say goodbye.

you seem to have cut off the communiqué for quite some time now.

i don't have feelings about it yet.

i'm sure i will eventually.

like next week... hah.

dan stop robbing those dq's.

i know you want a blizzard.

but gosh they are only like $3.

gym euphoria.

so many machines.

and so much pain.

but it's not a bad pain.

need to work though it tomorrow.

or sometime.

i've had enough for one week.

and it's only monday.

maybe it's just the one situation i can't seem to pin down.

that makes it seem like the rest are in the air.

but i think it's no worse than usual.

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

contemporary southern is my style.

not too harsh.

not too flowy.

it's 5 am.

and i'm awake.

so sick.

i don't know why.

i probably should go back to sleep.

but i wanted a drink of water.

i have nothing really to say.

although yes bouli.

i do agree i wish it was the nineties.

and i wish we were older.

i feel so lame to be of a generation in the 00's.

wtf is that.

no no i simply don't care for it.

ps i'm off perez again.

because of some fight.

i miss the old days.

i should probably see gma.

by i of course i mean we.

can't go there without my buffer.

maybe i'll tell her i'm sick.

hmm... she can do the egg on me.

biggest event of the week though.

is the jk8 separation news.

it's like reliving childhood.

must stop watching the show.

i'd say.

Monday, June 22, 2009

how 90s.

the new cat in town.

tuesdays.

day off.

showiness.

i'll go to the james avery.

it's the present place.

for the year it seems.

i think they are starting to recognize me.

i should have bought something for myself.

oh well.

luncheon dreams.

thanks for the dark table in the back.

oh well.

i didn't get the mar y tierra don't worry.

i leave that for you.

i'll throw it up anyway.

off to see gpa.

lost in a world of mansions.

i will live there one day.

terrell road.

what a dream.

where the heck is gpa???

oh i found him.

thank god.

not like he's really doing any moving.

nice talks.

and nicer weather.

jamba love.

they recognize me there too.

sorry for the gossip talk.

the new riverwalk renovation is lovely.

oh 3 am phone calls.

why am i awake then?

i'll talk to you anyway.

and try to do something calm.

friday adventure.

after a long day of work.

p3. with delivery.

and joe burgers.

opera ghost.

i don't know all the words.

but i will sing anyway.

i hope you enjoyed the pictures.

there are quite a few.

father's day.

all about you.

wasn't aware of alternative plans.

oops.

enjoying the sweets of dad day anyway.

fried oysters.

pretty much the greatest thing ever.

especially with the apple crumble.

Monday, June 15, 2009

i started a blog

but i never finished it.

haven't really felt all that inspired to type.

i guess i should though.

it was an interesting weekend.

art ball.

the original title.

an odd group.

it's dada.

darling.

oh you impersonators and artists.

how lovely you all are.

i'll meet you at the bar.

where i will excuse myself politely.

from your presence.

it was like being with mr kite.

i wish i had taken some pics.

oh perhaps you should put down the drink.

sweet goodbyes.

how intimidated i feel at times.

but i did look quite lovely.

if i must say so myself.

not quite the belle of the ball.

but nice enough.

nanny nights.

such a reminiscent thing.

i should probably think back more often.

asian bbq.

...kinda.

i've enjoyed my time there.

and most all the people greatly.

except for the marie character.

that put a lot in perspective.

church candles.

jamba juice.

barrel of popcorn.

i want some nice flowers.

for my room.

i find your speech inappropriate.

often.

but i'll go along with it.

burger love.

i caught a picture of myself from a year ago.

i really do look happier.

and more slender i think.

much less harsh at the least.

constantly trying to reinvent.

i dont know why.

perhaps some longer hair this year.

among other things.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

sweet relief.

oh how good it feels.

i'm glad she knew to tell me.

so i would be able to sleep for a night.

at least.

i don't know what i did.

or said to you.

to deserve your ignorance.

but it kinda sucks.

you will not be raining on my parade.

no stealing my spotlight.

this is my shining hour.

today was difficult.

young one.

she's seen a lot more than i ever will.

hopefully.

i've indulged.

and whatnot.

for now.

i need to rest my eyes.

with some blue frozen liquid.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

remissness.

it's a noun. look it up.

okay.

what a week.

down goes up.

and oh wait down again.

the sight looks familiar.

so does the posture.

i can fall back into just so easily.

how fun.

i'm so tired.

attacks.

try not to take it personally.

that's a little hard to do.

dan.

your blogs are becoming so commercial.

heehee.

i hate the recent fads.

i think tomorrow will be a mall trip.

i don't care for your lack of correspondence.

i love my new july 4 pajama pants.

how odd is that?

so much labor at work.

moving desks around.

assembly and whatnot.

i can't wait to hear your opinion.

lifetime tv is so risque.

haha.

i think i'm doing well now.

still awaiting the test results.

they are on "hold".

i nearly cried.

right then and there.

positivity is lacking.

Sunday, June 7, 2009

ting ting.

up.

aww, you're crying aren't you.

heehee.

i like you temporarily.

such a good motto.

pf changs.

i should have had garlic noodles.

i do enjoy those.

my body is showing signs of strain.

oh my.

fine.

fine.

i guess i'll take daniel home.

and not leave him in this parking lot.

heehee.

hey, that looks like my dad!

that IS my dad...

the dlgs are all the same.

andies casita.

blue pants.

pink blanket.

mika style reprint.

how quaint.

your words.

are not enjoyable however.

waterproof mascara.

thank god for that.

ting tings house.

mcDs.

haven't been there in a while.

how chic it all is now.

i shall miss thee.

but you are on a wonderful journey.

one that i would be far too terrified to take.

you will do just fine.

happy enough.

thats not worth it.

i dont think.

Saturday, June 6, 2009

aguas frescas.

this vh1 countdown is whack.

so far.

ugh.

anyway.

day off.

i kind of dislike them.

when no one is around.

shop. talk.

target.

it's all about the first item.

in the basket.

july 4 pajama pants.

yeah thats good.

go to the gmas.

she's crazy.

and cranky.

ice cream palace.

though.

cheese .

cheese.

what wonderful enchiladas.

hahaha.

shoes.

how did i end up buying shoes?

and orange ones at that?

hmm.

no.

quarry.

first friday.

omg its mrs. graham.

its like a celebrity sighting.

sneak into the house.

how lame.

all cops.

nothing else.

end of an era.

oh well.

taco stand.

so many kids.

and goodies.

Thursday, June 4, 2009

my turn.

how about a bit of truth.

yeah.

that was probably the best thing.

i've done in a while.

click.

click.

okay.

i've gotten it all out with.

and it's out of my court now.

how much fun today.

roundtable discussion.

and pei wei lunch.

i will push your thoughts though.

challenge actually.

because i think it needs to be turned.

garden time.

what pretty plants.

i'll lead the caravan.

of white mini cars.

heehee.

dan:

you don't have to make excuses to watch golden girls.

it's okay to admit it,

i wanted a root beer float too.

but no one would go with me.

okay...

not much more to say at the moment.