i like running shoelss through the shopping center but i have a wart on my toe. his name is Heni and he is a little shy. its not that he lacks confidence he just dosnt need the world to look at him. when i first met him i was going to get rid of him. but im quite fond of him now good luck with your move. i hope you have fun wherever you end up. and there is room for me and Henri when we come and visit. :P
There are poets and thinkers and dreamers. They are everywhere. Distributed like heavenly sprinkles, they cling to the places where the frosting hasn't hardened from age and exposure. But some sprinkles get trapped in the crevices created by the knife or the spatula or the pre-pubescent finger that has so adorned the earth with this miracle frosting. Those sprinkles tend to fall off. When you tip the cupcake to your lips, before you can even taste them--before their potential can be realized at all--they are cast to the floor of the bakery. The classroom. The kitchen. The mini-mart… These are the sprinkles that get swept away and vacuumed up and sent someplace else. The journey ahead of them is long and arduous, but they must find their way back to the surface of things. Back to the sticky-sweetness of reality--the substance of waking life…. I am such a sprinkle. And I’ve accepted that.
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anybody is the SD area: i just moved here a week ago, and i NEED a job!!!!
HALP!
and its sunny where you are now
...just sayin'
but i have a wart on my toe. his name is Heni and he is
a little shy. its not that he lacks confidence he just dosnt need
the world to look at him.
when i first met him i was going to get rid of him. but im quite fond of him now
good luck with your move. i hope you have fun wherever you end up.
and there is room for me and Henri when we come and visit. :P
what has been happening?
ARE YOU A COWBOY OR AN INDIAN?
at least one other person
finds joy in the shit dump of my blogg
but i'm drunk.
and it's FAABULOOOUUUSSSS!!!!