Why can't I write like this?
This is just a snippet of Lauren O'Connell's song, "I Belong To You." I'll post a link to the song on Youtube. You should probably just go listen/watch it now.
If the ground should start to break
Well, I think I would allocate more of my bones
To keep our legs up and the tiny ones inside our hands
Would plant themselves in door frames and
Each other or at least I hope
With each other, or at least I hope they would.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LDK9idTB5xs&feature=feedu
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Sunday, January 23, 2011
So I have a dream journal now.
I recently purchased a little journal to write down scribbles and stuff. I kept it by my bed last night, and was able to record some dreams:
Dream 1:
Kevin is grading modeling scenes with Diana because he doesn't have any modeling jobs at the moment. He said in a somewhat sarcastic? tone that he's lost all his guts!
Dream 2:
Paul Rudd and Cindi Crawford's car has broken down. They were in character and didn't say much. My parents weren't home so I felt weird letting them in the house. Eventually my Dad let them put their car in the garage. He would move his Mini so my mom could park in the garage when she got home from work. Cindi Crawford wanted to something to eat, and because I was her host I obliged. She used to go to UCLA, and wanted a Crem de la Crem from B-caf. I started to make it, but the internet didn't have any recipes.
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Some things about the second dream: I have no idea who Cindi Crawford is, or what she even looks like. How are my parents not home, but my dad is? B-caf doesn't have Crem de la Crems, nor is that any real pastry. I think I got it from The Aristocats...
Dream 1:
Kevin is grading modeling scenes with Diana because he doesn't have any modeling jobs at the moment. He said in a somewhat sarcastic? tone that he's lost all his guts!
Dream 2:
Paul Rudd and Cindi Crawford's car has broken down. They were in character and didn't say much. My parents weren't home so I felt weird letting them in the house. Eventually my Dad let them put their car in the garage. He would move his Mini so my mom could park in the garage when she got home from work. Cindi Crawford wanted to something to eat, and because I was her host I obliged. She used to go to UCLA, and wanted a Crem de la Crem from B-caf. I started to make it, but the internet didn't have any recipes.
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Some things about the second dream: I have no idea who Cindi Crawford is, or what she even looks like. How are my parents not home, but my dad is? B-caf doesn't have Crem de la Crems, nor is that any real pastry. I think I got it from The Aristocats...
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
This post, as well as the last one, have both been typed up on my little iPod touch, which is hard to write paragraphs on. One of these days I'll write an actual blog post, with actual sentences and actual thoughts and actual ideas.
But for now...
Today in three words or less:
Cancelled class confusion.
But for now...
Today in three words or less:
Cancelled class confusion.
Monday, January 3, 2011
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Recovery and Fondue.
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