tug 'o war.

If you pull one arm and you pull the other then I will rip in half.

The Crab and his Shell.

In the midst of heartbreak you can only look at your triumphs and faults, figure out how to do it better next time, and shed a tear for your past love before you start over.

Wash, Rinse, Repeat, and Heal. <3

1 up.

Do I have to be naked with a towel on my head screaming GOD SAVE THE QUEEN AND THE LITTLE FISHES in order for someone to notice me?

Everything is moving and changing. You are you. No one is asking you to be any different. We are the ever understanding being. No. We can has cheeseburger. Oh dear god, here I go. Going, going, going. Fuck.

"Your green."

"Does that mean you feel green too?"

"I'm trapt underneath this blanket and I keep shifting into other people."

"I'm a small sad with a period."

"I've just come to realize we've been in the kitchen for the last thirty minutes talking about the rice cooker."

"Hey we're both wearing stripes."

"What? ...Oh dear god!"

No way out.

The darkness fell Friday July 17th at 8PM. I immediately clung to the person on my right as the boy with the last lamp flipped the off switch. Screams erupted in the pitch black. The room was too dark to even make out shapes. "Oh god..." I mumbled darting my eyes all around, looking for even a sliver of light. "Two days without sunlight..."

"LETS PARTY!" Shouted someone as people began giggling and running around in the dark. I grabbed my sippy cup full of Baileys and nestled into a couch. 

:) And then the madness began.

BREAKING NEWS: Spent two days at a house party in the dark.

COMING SOON: Burning Man 2009! 43 days! You ready?

[CURRENT MP3 PLAYING: Big Girl, You Are Beautiful by MIKA]

Moo.

Picture by Thamer Al-Tassan (http://thameraltassan.com/)

Peel away the dead skin and start anew.

Ultimatum.

IF ANYONE STARTS FUCKING TELLING ME WHAT TO DO AND DOESN'T HAVE ANY AUTHORITY TO DO SO I AM GOING TO STOP BEING YOUR FRIEND. 

You have been warned.

GRRRRR.

In other news: Bought a pair of goggles for Burning Man yesterday! Yay!

Telephone.

TALKTALKTALKTALKTALKTALKTALK.

CRUNCH!

Silence.

It's over now.

No more drama.

Well...

The INFECTED drama is over.

So why am I still sad?

:(