Sunday, February 22, 2009

get out of my gown!

well its been a lot of work.

maybe we can just enjoy it all now.

i kind of really love it all.

you need to understand that.

oscar love.

so many beauties.

loveliness.

standards of flame.

and presence.

cheer yourself up.

it really needs to be a priority.

i think the vintage is coming back in.

preach that.

on the mic.

as close as we are.

i'm still not like you.

we just happen to be cohesive.

don't expect me to take that.

i'm no doormat.

so don't even ask me to stand it all.

some love.

its all so retrospective.

the old style was better.

simple expression.

observation mostly.

it didn't really matter what was said.

now its so loaded.

i'd rather go back.

i can't count on it anymore.

let's be honest.

you can never go home.

you just can't.

nothing will be the same.

but that's good too.

i'm proud to say that out loud.

i always told you change was good.

and then you left.

Sunday, February 15, 2009

i sing commercial jingles.

indicative.

i just woke up liking that word.

all of a sudden.

indicative of....insanity.

well you make up your own mind.

13th jitters.

really. really?

go ahead and buy into it all.

i'll be here anyway.

making some moolah.

package of heart chocolate.

thanks.

i've eaten most all of it already.

night out.

roses.

strawberries.

and dinner. oh my!

i enjoyed the company.

swing side to side.

but like 3 feet apart.

day of valentine.

i'll be at my usual spot.

writing a hit paper.

or so i hope....

i still have to get over the whole everything else to do.

perfect day.

the perfect burger...

here anyway.

so what do you say?

yes! let's go to dinner!

it will be perfect!

and go to a dance.

where i've probably danced more than ever.

although my 45 year old inside says NO.

that is "inappropriate."

that makes me sound like my mother's daughter.

eh....

let's change into pajamas.

and JUST DANCE!

hahaha.

i know you love that song bg.

no really leave me be.

because you are not called for here.

but you will come and ruin the rest of the evening anyway.

yeah. thanks for that.

don't think to speak again.

not to me anyway.

you've burned your last match.

and it wasn't even terribly good.

with what you did.

monday back to normalcy.

but for today.

i shall be the happy version.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

gma is such a meghan.

and you know it's totally true.

i like your little ultimatums.

cause i'm not really buying it anymore.

you are going to have to do better.

um SNUGGIE FEVER!

no really.

4 snuggies is ridiculous.

not to mention cat fleece blanket.

and reading light.

my question is why a blanket.

isn't snuggie anti-blanket?

i'm confused.

i suppose thats okay.

bouli, i have no clue if you are alive.

because you won't txt back.

are we fighting?

do i not know it?

gma thinks i want something.

cause i keep calling.

shar is off in her la-la world.

spike is bored.

sheryl just came on my itunes.

that's nice sheryl.

mysterious marie pop-up.

ugh... really.

must start the cleaning out process.

of everything.

but this is like serious this time.

so sorry.

some of you prob won't fit in.

but i'm sure you don't have a problem with that.

i am an 'extraordinary machine.'

and i want to throw up.

i think i'll do that.

Monday, February 9, 2009

my weekly allowance.

yes.

i've made my decisions.

signs gone wild.

thanks for showing up.

right when i needed you.

i appreciate it.

so.

here's the low down.

drop the major.

leave it the way it was.

yeah. it will disappoint.

i can't believe your already telling me.

that i should leave.

although it's not like i don't think the same.

absolutely.

every single day.

at least.

get out early.

a semester.

who knows what i will do.

it will work out though.

i'm sure of it.

so everything else must fall in place.

hopefully it will work out.

unforgettable day.

for sure.

library fizz.

new faces.

old ones too.

you say the worst things.

at the worst times.

thanks for that.

i'm not waiting around any more.

you can bet on that.

Sunday, February 8, 2009

oh you big old sleeping "beauty"

you really aren't a beauty though.

in any stretch of the imagination.

you certainly have no problem sleeping though.

we've spent too much time together.

why did we think that would work at all?

i've bumped into you far too much.

for it all to be coincidental now.

although, i guess it isn't that big of a leap.

i've never heard anyone talk as much about themselves as you.

oh, except me.

but even i don't think i'm as bad.

i mean at least i relegate web space for my expression.

there's not much you can say about that.

oh man. you are one "cool cat"

yes sir you are.

i kinda miss the whole scene.

of running the mic with you.

there's so much that turns ugly.

when things are too calm.

i don't handle the calmness aspect all that well.

uh...hey.

we don't talk.

why are you addressing me?

did i become un-invisible?

certainly not invincible.

i hate your taste in music.

its hideous.

but i would still put up with it.

just to make you happy.

someone has to.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

i don't hate everyone.

really.

let's stop saying this whole thing.

Rebecca Hates Everybody.

no not really.

i'm actually pretty nice to a lot of people.

like you.

and you telling me this.

probably isn't a good thing for you.

because chances are i'll end up hating you too.