"Then last week my suspicion that French folks don’t know what embarrassment is was confirmed...

Irenes blog. And why did her post make me feel like, good, I just knew there was something weird about them.....

http://doloresorzada.wordpress.com/2010/01/15/no-word-no-concept/

Twenty Two!♡

IM TWENTY TWO. this is my last opportunity to have a success, . I went to lawrence this weekend, a guy from the kjhk was doing the sports talk announcing and so he let me use his ticket, and I used the student ID of zaqs friend maria from class. The id checker at the door looked at the picture of a 30 year old latina woman and said, "so this picture is you? " I said "yeah of course" , and shes like "if you say so hun! whatever." The basketball game was a weird experience, I sat in some chewing gum, We happened to sit next to the boyfriend of one of the cheerleaders, whenever they ran up the isles to give away free items, she would run up and give them to him, two large pizzas tshirts ect, then he would sit there hording the items and after picking them over to his satisfaction, he might offer a leftover crust to a few people sitting around him. My birthday was fine !,, I got presents, I went bowling with a ku intramural team, I had a vivid dream about drinking at a small dark bar located near a dock. The outside walls were sun bleached wood, it gave me a specific feeling to be there. Then the next night zac took me to a bar I had never seen, where his neighbor works, and it was just like the one I dreamed, but it wasn't near a dock. That was the biggest problem about it.

Dear Roxanne,
Half of my herd has strayed! Oh well, now I have more time to shop,and eat buttercup. Mostly I herd blonde horses, the ones with thick lashes and fat socks. The wind smells like celery and clean hairs, in my small farm at the bottom of a steep road. Today deer flocked at my window when I woke up, 20 of them all wearing velvet cloaks except for the tallest buck who was wearing a cloak with a pointed hood balanced on his antlers ect ect... What have my interests become now that I am here with the other herdsfolk? We have to have something to talk about in our clubhouses and schools. Everyday I have to follow ordinary patterns in order to keep my dark cat-orchard safe and protected from a million sources of poachary and thieves. Roxanne, my heart seriously feels like a dirty alley which is usually deserted. Sometimes I find fresh stuff in there like corn-diamonds, lizards, or smooth rocks. Once my love sang me harmonies from inside the trash cans. Another time we found one ripe plum waiting to befriended, and no trees were in sight. Those were some goodtimes I think.
anyways, I have job offers. yesterday I had to buy a coconut (brown hair brown eyes, a beauty). Now I have to crack it open and make some beer and potions for saint pattys day and the post lunar eclipse drinking days. they are all important ceremonies to remember our granparents by, and maybe as far back as our caveman parents. How can I do it? Im bored of myself, and I still have to braid the manes of thirteen stallions and their fat pup child and calm the other horses before I can laugh or sleep. They do have nice horse bodies though. Several ringmasters approached me at the corp. biz. conference last week, saying the bodys of my product were stacked like a book. I hope I make some sales this week. When can you come visit me?
love, your sister

some of my stuff

my shed

my big red boy

my hair
my husband
my basketball

my girlfriend

my wife

my staircase

my top expert
my indulging

my ice drink
my window

I can feel your vibration on the web

 part curiousity part desire part disgust.

and suddenly I felt you more than ever,

you made movements towards me, 

 when you stick to me, why can't I admire you. purposeful

soft, strong,

when I feel part of your intention, I feel uneasy..

if you were moving away from me ,

then from a distance I could see your beauty again,  because your movement disgusts me  I want to call you back

at first , the site of what you create captures my eyes,

at least I never idealize being another body to energize your ambition

so what is it you plan to do with this one wild precious life of yours

I was searching online for a new desktop picture. I wanted something with beautiful eyes I could stare into, in my spare time...................... so I began looking for my favorite owl, barn owl. I came across this article about the melanism mutation occurring in barn owls (100,000 to one chance). In the wild apparently mothers won't feed the chicks unless they have white feathers, this black one was raised in captivity so it survived. The article also said the mutation makes the owls physically stronger. I must learn how the physical strength of owls is tested, all I know is the tread mill I use only has the fit test for human, oh and also for cat (BTW my cat has 2% body fat and he can run a mile in 5 mins.) Anyways, I wonder if this mutation occurs in other species and How do other species react to chicks, babes, pups, kiddiez, ect., with the mutation?

sweep out the oven of 2009

find yourself a city, find yourself a city to live in

think of KEYSTONE, small city dark, dark in the daytime. people ski in the daytime. If they want to,

IF THEY WANT TO

im checkin it

im checking them out, i've got it figured out

Im the one whose got it figured out