mliaverage: Today, I sent my grandma a text that said, “I got my CNA! Now I can finally get a job!” Her response “p!ar6tls dfkjow” I was slightly confused, so I called her to ask what that meantk. All she had to say was “I didn’t know how to send an email on that damn thing so I figured if I pushed buttons and SEND you would at least call me.” I love you grandma! MLIA
can you take me higher?
i like MLIA posts that talk about keepers, elderly people and cats. i like them A LOT.
have an age old love for cereal. warm or cold.
i live in the perennial fear that my guitar string will snap and take my right wrist off. i dont know why i still play the guitar.
the sleepy flyaway.
slowly slowly slowly, one step lowly.
The long weekend is going to turn much longer. =/ Well, at least facebook works.
mliaverage: Today I got a call from my daughters school saying she got in a fight. When I picked her up I asked her why she got in a fight. It was because a boy told her girls could not be ninjas. MLIA Beware!
mliaverage: Today, I was watching my cat play with a piece of string for about ten minutes, I laughed at how stupid and easily amused animals are, That’s when I realized I’ve been watching a cat play with string for Ten minutes.MLIA
I guess i was one of those sad kids, and still am. and probably always will be. Must be the eyes.
ROR FIGHT ROR
oh no my tumblarity is going down down down
Fight back. FIGHT BACK.
What does "Youre welcome" mean?
I mean, do you say it, when you dont want people to ask you for more trouble anymore?
What am i?
A kid, a boy, an MC, a rapper, a guitarist, a drummer, a beatboxer, a sports commentator, a painter, a drawer, a runner, a navy man, an army man, an officer cadet, a gamer, a slacker, a worker, a drone, a packmule, a teacher, a student, a child, a brother, a sibling, a lover, a sinner, somebody, anybody, nobody. im not sure.
this is not my land.
its now 3:30, the sun is going to rise i havent slept yet.
fawsterity: wrote two long essays and did some math. now, ethics. why do you have to do math?!
somehow this microblogging thing isnt for sad posts. nor is it for thoughtful posts where one would keep their thoughts for review another day. just a thought.
what should i be learning, is there something i can do?
ah well. fuck this shit up. This may be the only respite ill ever get in this place. And thats saying something. The many things that happen around us, all i have to say is: Everything > Me; Anything > me. Things beyond anyone’s control. This isnt even the right place to talk about this.
i am not as productive as i thought. im a little grump. x_x” not good.
abraision. wrong delicate parts.
didnt die, are you glad?
hope i dont encounter any near death experiences today. tl;dr.
make it mine, put your record on and change the...
need to learn a new song.
oh the irony. i need to buck up. ROR. BWK. IPPT. NASSA. =( i just wanted to get out of this place alive.
im no good with making banners, or asking people for help. i need to go take a shower now.
always amazed, and jealous, of the people on deviantart.
cannot wait to miss this place.
Those Are My Shoes →
Top Down Beatles →
for olivia, with love.
Einstein's Razer →
its a nice cool night. Nothing to read. Bummer.
oh i dont know whether its the facebook problems or the entire disparity in reality thing going on, but im really losing touch with the universe. maybe im not zen enough. sigh.
i hope today goes well for all you people.
why is there a need for chd files now. Why NOW?