Tuesday, June 30, 2009

6-30-09

June has passed without even the slightest wink in my direction.

Sunday, June 28, 2009

6-28-09

A day of business and choices and chaos and departures; saddening and exciting.

Saturday, June 27, 2009

6-27-09

I miss Michael; that's all.

Thursday, June 25, 2009

6-25-09

A day of mourning makes me wonder why I watch TV sometimes; I wish I had the motivation to go live everyday.

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

6-24-09

I know heat; I embrace it so I can save it on my skin for the eight long months of winter.

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

6-23-09

I love those who remind me of the existence of innate goodness.

Sunday, June 21, 2009

6-21-09

Day dreams keep me temporarily satisfied, but often leave me lonely and upset.

Saturday, June 20, 2009

6-20-09

I long to make sleek kills.

Friday, June 19, 2009

6-19-09

Look at the eyes on this one; like two billiard balls in a bucket of milk.

Thursday, June 18, 2009

6-18-09

Fake smiling all day really makes my face hurt.

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

6-16-09

Today I found out the game "be extremely mean to Lyndsay without explanation or apology" is not one I like to play.

Monday, June 15, 2009

6-15-09

If I yell and everybody's here to ignore it, does it make a difference?

Sunday, June 14, 2009

6-13-09

It's been so long since I've thought of a sentence I can barely feel my brain.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

6-11-09

cheers to the jackass who gave me the "lesson" of not squishing his tomatoes today; sorry, sir, I though the fact you had ONE ARM would mean you only wanted one bag.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

6-10-09

sometimes I wish I was small enough to fit inside a nostril so I could do and say whatever I wanted and nobody would ever know.

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

just a quote

One of the keys to happiness is a bad memory.
- Rita Mae Brown

6-9-09

Birthdays just mean realizing another year has gone by and I've still done nothing with my opportunities.

Monday, June 8, 2009

6-8-09

Today I'm powerless to stop the inertia that is boring life whizzing by at a million miles a minute.

Sunday, June 7, 2009

6-7-09

I don't trust myself with newborn babies because I'm afraid I might hold them in a way that shapes their heads into cones and it may get stuck that way forever.

Saturday, June 6, 2009

6-6-09

I guess I shouldn't have expected the world to be thankful for my assistance; maybe it thought I was just another self-indulgent type of hero.

Friday, June 5, 2009

6-5-09

Roads look so long and boring, but I've found that skipping makes them pass quickly. 

This is...

this is a sentence a day blog which i copied off savannah and this post doesn't count and they don't make any sense.