The sky isn't that nice today
and I don't feel that great
because jobs aren't forthcoming
and a house or an apartment feels
a long way away even though it may be pretty short
But I just bought something for our new place
a little hellboy figurine
because I want my place
to feel like mine
wherever I am
so in my new place
I want to only have stuff I love
if it is mine
than I better like it
or I'm getting rid of it.
Hang my dreamcatcher on the wall
put my rainbow cactus on my golden bookshelf
and my little statues
and one day a little model firefly to remind me
that no one can take the sky from me.
and I'll play Les Miserables all the time
and enjoy Battlestar Galactica on occasion
and have my own couch to sit on
with my person
and invite over friends
and make my own fucking smoothies
and have fun with my kids in their room
and cook all the crappy food ever.
It will be awesome.
And now I feel better.
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Tuesday, January 29, 2013
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Monday, September 17, 2012
Ugh,
Today and last night were horrible! What started out as my husband feeling a little sick during our first viewing of the first episode of Battlestar Galactica turned out to be epic horrors for both of us.
Let us say that we were worshiping the porcelain god from 2 am all the way to this afternoon when things finally started to come down. I'm still experiencing some extreme stomach cramps and my husband looks like he's finally having some facial color come back. This day has been solely devoted to recovering, drinking gatorade and 7-up and watching Battlestar Galactica, which incidentally I can see taking over my entire life. It is such a fantastic show.
Today and last night were horrible! What started out as my husband feeling a little sick during our first viewing of the first episode of Battlestar Galactica turned out to be epic horrors for both of us.
Let us say that we were worshiping the porcelain god from 2 am all the way to this afternoon when things finally started to come down. I'm still experiencing some extreme stomach cramps and my husband looks like he's finally having some facial color come back. This day has been solely devoted to recovering, drinking gatorade and 7-up and watching Battlestar Galactica, which incidentally I can see taking over my entire life. It is such a fantastic show.
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