Yay for road trips!
I'm making the very tedious trip from Oklahoma City, to Albuquerque New Mexico!
It's an 8 hour trip and we've only just begun and I'm already falling asleep, thank God for mobile internet right..?
I've been in The Okc (thats my little pet name for it..) for month, and don't get me wrong, I love my mother but I dearly miss my Abq!
I'm a little pissed at it thought because a few days after I left it snowed buttloads. Yes buttloads. All the Okc gets is fog and rain which is great and I love it but would it have killed it to snow!
Yes probably..
I try to keep myself occupied by looking for antleope..yeah antelope, awesome right..?! They hang out in the fields and farmlands on the sides of the interstate.
Thats Oklahoma for you, fields and farmland on the interstate.
They're elusive little bastards..
Urgh..My thumb nail is making it damn near impossible to type..I keep messing up and having to go back and fix the typos..frick.
OmGee! Carry on Wayward Son just came on the radio..!
*brb dancing manicly and singing at the top of lungs*
Ahem..
Ahaha! Only in Weatherford, Oklahoma would you see a man driving a tractor down the street!
It's weird to think, I woke up in Okc this morning and tonight I'll go to sleep in Abq..trippy..random thought..hmm
Alrighty then! I'm done..now.
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Let's start a riot..
Raise your fist in the air, and shout for what you believe, what you fight against!
For what is right in your heart and your heart alone!
This is a shout to all the rebels!
Never give up, or give in!
Randomness..
Now on to the rest of these.
I've got good music, good mood, and a mind to blog..about pretty much anything!
I'm just in a mood to write!
Soft serve ice cream what's the deal with that?
Ugghhh! I need something to write a humongous paragraph about!
I don't care if you have short attention span, I like writing huge paragraphs about nothing! It's what I live for!
Oh and BTW I don't think your telling your friends! I need more followers!
Fame hungry? Only slightly..
Ok so there's this hole in my back yard, right? It's six feet deep and three wide..
One day after I got slobbering drunk I stumble out in to the yard mumbling about the difference between dwarfs and elves..needless to say I wasn't making much sense.
Well after arguing with a small tree, that I had drunkenly mistaken for Johnny Depp, for a good half hour that Orlando Bloom was actually an Elf that had run away from Rikers Island because the wardens said he could never be a pirate, but he really wanted to be a pirate, so he went to Hollywood to become a pirate, and he did. Become a pirate that is. Johnny just sat and stared over my head, completely ignoring my every slurred word, swaying in the breeze..he was probably high. So I stumbled off in a huff after I told him the only reason he wasn't talking was because he knew he was wrong, and when he knew he was wrong he stopped talking, and he had. Stopped talking that is, saying that Orlando Bloom was just your average really sexy but completely down to earth actor who just wanted love, and more socks to build his collection. Of socks that is.
So like I said I stomped off in a huff, trying to look sexy and angry just in case when we reconciled he would want to make out of something. I'm stumbling around the knee high weeds in the back yard, drinking from a bottle of rum that I stole from Johnny, and mumbling about ungrateful freeloading actors planting themselves in my back yard, while I'm trying to paint a fence black and red to attract a certain species of land dwelling whales, when all of the sudden I fell in to the hole! I tumbled for 6 years, 2 months, 1 week, 5 days 7 hours, 30 mins, and 6.85930 seconds, yeah I counted. Anyway when I finally hit the bottom my hair had grown considerably, so after I licked the mixture of rum and broken rum bottle off of the ground, I got up and looked up to the sky where I had fallen from and sure enough there was a hole in the sky. I quickly braided my hair and threw the hairy rope of my hair up and it caught on something. So I climbed and climbed and climbed, but when I got to the end all that was there was a Starbucks cart and two small tables. I ran up and started to sing to him, since I had no money and really really wanted a pumpkin spice latte. "You fill me with happiness my sweet walrus" Then he jumped over the counter, promptly chloroformed me, and drug me back to his apartment cave. I woke up on a bed made of the corpses of tiny ppl! "Hello," he purred. I screamed bloody murder. Then I grabbed the femur of a tiny person and whacked him in the head. He passed out, and I ran away from his lair, only to find that it was just on the other side of the cart he worked. I grabbed a pumpkin spice latte, and hopped over and was met by an odd blond lady singing about some latte boy, "Have you seen Taylor, I need to recite my poem musical, he would like that it was musical--" I laughed, "Oh I do believe that I have incapacitated him, he's behind the counter tied up and ready for you.." while she squealed in delight I made my run for it. I jumped off the cloud that the cart was on and landed smack on my face. I mumbled and turned over. "Hey! Are you alright???" a tall Sasquatch looking fellow asked me. I nodded and he scooped me up into his arms, and began to jog away with me, I was half conscious so I didn't really know what was going on, I thought that I was on a jet airplane flying to Rivendale to catch a boat to that island that only the elves know how to get to. The Sasquatch was humming a happy song that I think went like this, "Oh Jennie, we have a dinner guest! What a lovely surprise, she just fell from the skies! We'll feed her and stuff her and get her real fat, then finally we can marry off the cat.." I giggled, half at him, half at the movie in the jet airplane that was going to Rivendale so I could catch the boat to the lonely island where they keep Elijah Wood. It was Planes, Trains and Automobiles. Suddenly the Sasquatch stopped, and plopped me down on the front step of a quaint little cottage. "This is where Jennie and I live. BTW my name is Jared!" yes he said the BTW, not "by the way", lazy chat speakers, omg. I waved and stumbled into the little house, followed by Jared, and an extraordinarily chubby cat. "You must be that cat sassy was singing about," I slurred slapping it on the bottom. It growled and swiped at my hand. "Feisty little guy," Jared grabbed the hairy rope of my hair and pulled me along, rather roughly, on a tour of there tiny house, "And this is the kitchen, and the lovely Jennie!" The man turned around, "It's Jensen, babe. I told you Jennie is demeaning!" Jared used my as a human whip, whipping his life partner, "I WILL CALL YOU WHATEVER I WANT TO!" Jennie..Jensen made a really pissy face then went back to whatever he was doing, while I picked window shards out of my face, because I went through a window when he turned me in to a human whip.
Anywho! They did go on to stuff me and feed me and get me real fat, then after dinner they had a small intimate wedding for me and the cat. I later learned his name was Bennie..Bennie and I moved to a small town in Maine, I quit my job as the queen of England to become a housewife and mother while he went off to become a lawyer. And we lived happily ever after until one day I went bat crap crazy and killed everyone in the town including the pizza girl I was having an affair with.
So with no one else to gossip with I went back to the spot where it all began. I clicked my heels and was sucked back up into the hole I fell from in the first place. The trip didn't take as long this time for some reason. I woke in next to Johnny, he started to mumble something anti-Semitic about Adam Sandlar, so I chopped him down and gave him to my neighbor who used him as fire wood. Then I went inside and checked my facebook.
Teh End.
PHEW! It has been to long since I've done that!
K I'm done now.
For what is right in your heart and your heart alone!
This is a shout to all the rebels!
Never give up, or give in!
Randomness..
Now on to the rest of these.
I've got good music, good mood, and a mind to blog..about pretty much anything!
I'm just in a mood to write!
Soft serve ice cream what's the deal with that?
Ugghhh! I need something to write a humongous paragraph about!
I don't care if you have short attention span, I like writing huge paragraphs about nothing! It's what I live for!
Oh and BTW I don't think your telling your friends! I need more followers!
Fame hungry? Only slightly..
Ok so there's this hole in my back yard, right? It's six feet deep and three wide..
One day after I got slobbering drunk I stumble out in to the yard mumbling about the difference between dwarfs and elves..needless to say I wasn't making much sense.
Well after arguing with a small tree, that I had drunkenly mistaken for Johnny Depp, for a good half hour that Orlando Bloom was actually an Elf that had run away from Rikers Island because the wardens said he could never be a pirate, but he really wanted to be a pirate, so he went to Hollywood to become a pirate, and he did. Become a pirate that is. Johnny just sat and stared over my head, completely ignoring my every slurred word, swaying in the breeze..he was probably high. So I stumbled off in a huff after I told him the only reason he wasn't talking was because he knew he was wrong, and when he knew he was wrong he stopped talking, and he had. Stopped talking that is, saying that Orlando Bloom was just your average really sexy but completely down to earth actor who just wanted love, and more socks to build his collection. Of socks that is.
So like I said I stomped off in a huff, trying to look sexy and angry just in case when we reconciled he would want to make out of something. I'm stumbling around the knee high weeds in the back yard, drinking from a bottle of rum that I stole from Johnny, and mumbling about ungrateful freeloading actors planting themselves in my back yard, while I'm trying to paint a fence black and red to attract a certain species of land dwelling whales, when all of the sudden I fell in to the hole! I tumbled for 6 years, 2 months, 1 week, 5 days 7 hours, 30 mins, and 6.85930 seconds, yeah I counted. Anyway when I finally hit the bottom my hair had grown considerably, so after I licked the mixture of rum and broken rum bottle off of the ground, I got up and looked up to the sky where I had fallen from and sure enough there was a hole in the sky. I quickly braided my hair and threw the hairy rope of my hair up and it caught on something. So I climbed and climbed and climbed, but when I got to the end all that was there was a Starbucks cart and two small tables. I ran up and started to sing to him, since I had no money and really really wanted a pumpkin spice latte. "You fill me with happiness my sweet walrus" Then he jumped over the counter, promptly chloroformed me, and drug me back to his apartment cave. I woke up on a bed made of the corpses of tiny ppl! "Hello," he purred. I screamed bloody murder. Then I grabbed the femur of a tiny person and whacked him in the head. He passed out, and I ran away from his lair, only to find that it was just on the other side of the cart he worked. I grabbed a pumpkin spice latte, and hopped over and was met by an odd blond lady singing about some latte boy, "Have you seen Taylor, I need to recite my poem musical, he would like that it was musical--" I laughed, "Oh I do believe that I have incapacitated him, he's behind the counter tied up and ready for you.." while she squealed in delight I made my run for it. I jumped off the cloud that the cart was on and landed smack on my face. I mumbled and turned over. "Hey! Are you alright???" a tall Sasquatch looking fellow asked me. I nodded and he scooped me up into his arms, and began to jog away with me, I was half conscious so I didn't really know what was going on, I thought that I was on a jet airplane flying to Rivendale to catch a boat to that island that only the elves know how to get to. The Sasquatch was humming a happy song that I think went like this, "Oh Jennie, we have a dinner guest! What a lovely surprise, she just fell from the skies! We'll feed her and stuff her and get her real fat, then finally we can marry off the cat.." I giggled, half at him, half at the movie in the jet airplane that was going to Rivendale so I could catch the boat to the lonely island where they keep Elijah Wood. It was Planes, Trains and Automobiles. Suddenly the Sasquatch stopped, and plopped me down on the front step of a quaint little cottage. "This is where Jennie and I live. BTW my name is Jared!" yes he said the BTW, not "by the way", lazy chat speakers, omg. I waved and stumbled into the little house, followed by Jared, and an extraordinarily chubby cat. "You must be that cat sassy was singing about," I slurred slapping it on the bottom. It growled and swiped at my hand. "Feisty little guy," Jared grabbed the hairy rope of my hair and pulled me along, rather roughly, on a tour of there tiny house, "And this is the kitchen, and the lovely Jennie!" The man turned around, "It's Jensen, babe. I told you Jennie is demeaning!" Jared used my as a human whip, whipping his life partner, "I WILL CALL YOU WHATEVER I WANT TO!" Jennie..Jensen made a really pissy face then went back to whatever he was doing, while I picked window shards out of my face, because I went through a window when he turned me in to a human whip.
Anywho! They did go on to stuff me and feed me and get me real fat, then after dinner they had a small intimate wedding for me and the cat. I later learned his name was Bennie..Bennie and I moved to a small town in Maine, I quit my job as the queen of England to become a housewife and mother while he went off to become a lawyer. And we lived happily ever after until one day I went bat crap crazy and killed everyone in the town including the pizza girl I was having an affair with.
So with no one else to gossip with I went back to the spot where it all began. I clicked my heels and was sucked back up into the hole I fell from in the first place. The trip didn't take as long this time for some reason. I woke in next to Johnny, he started to mumble something anti-Semitic about Adam Sandlar, so I chopped him down and gave him to my neighbor who used him as fire wood. Then I went inside and checked my facebook.
Teh End.
PHEW! It has been to long since I've done that!
K I'm done now.
Friday, November 6, 2009
Ruby= Gollum..!
This is just a quick posty, I was watching LOTR: Two Towers, and made this..cause it fits..
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Drenched in vanilla twilight, I'll sit on the front porch all night..
"..waist deep in thought because when I think of you I don't feel so alone."
I am a pathetic, simpering wad of self pity, and disgusting lovey feelings, all for a boy who will never know that I ever loved him.
I'm such a loser, sitting here on the couch at almost two in the morning, listening to Vanilla Twilight, and Saltwater Room over and over again, because the lyrics are exactly what I feel.
I am so lame. So so lame.
And boys suck.
So again in a weak attempt to distract myself I am going to try to blog to forget, until I fall asleep, and wake up tomorrow and this heartwrenching cycle starts again.
Did I mention I get sort of poetic and dramatic when I'm somber?
Anyway, I'm going to ramble about random crap until I feel better.
Isn't that what I always do..?
How about capslock and all it cracktasticly awesome branch comms!
I've known about capslock for a while, but I've never had the courage to look around it!
So I tried and then came to the sad realization that it is exclusive..
So I joined MISHALAND, and I found my home!
That is the most awesome-est comm ever!
But I'm easing myself into it, because I'm afraid to slip up and get banned...that would be sad..
So I'm just watching and learning!
And I've learned that if I had even Dr.Pepper, and the hour was late enough, I could write some epic crack fic..!
God knows I have a dirty mind!
Seriously though with the weird crap I post here, and the weirder crap I used to post on my Myspace. I could be legendary..Wow apparently in addtion to poetic and dramatic I get cocky..
Ugh! My playlist is on shuffle, and it keeps playing all the sad songs! WTF, guys?!
Ahem, anyway..to say now..?
How about I'm all out, and I'm going to sleep now..?
I am a pathetic, simpering wad of self pity, and disgusting lovey feelings, all for a boy who will never know that I ever loved him.
I'm such a loser, sitting here on the couch at almost two in the morning, listening to Vanilla Twilight, and Saltwater Room over and over again, because the lyrics are exactly what I feel.
I am so lame. So so lame.
And boys suck.
So again in a weak attempt to distract myself I am going to try to blog to forget, until I fall asleep, and wake up tomorrow and this heartwrenching cycle starts again.
Did I mention I get sort of poetic and dramatic when I'm somber?
Anyway, I'm going to ramble about random crap until I feel better.
Isn't that what I always do..?
How about capslock and all it cracktasticly awesome branch comms!
I've known about capslock for a while, but I've never had the courage to look around it!
So I tried and then came to the sad realization that it is exclusive..
So I joined MISHALAND, and I found my home!
That is the most awesome-est comm ever!
But I'm easing myself into it, because I'm afraid to slip up and get banned...that would be sad..
So I'm just watching and learning!
And I've learned that if I had even Dr.Pepper, and the hour was late enough, I could write some epic crack fic..!
God knows I have a dirty mind!
Seriously though with the weird crap I post here, and the weirder crap I used to post on my Myspace. I could be legendary..Wow apparently in addtion to poetic and dramatic I get cocky..
Ugh! My playlist is on shuffle, and it keeps playing all the sad songs! WTF, guys?!
Ahem, anyway..to say now..?
How about I'm all out, and I'm going to sleep now..?
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
I'll be fine, just love me when you can..
Oi. I'm pining again, over a real boy this time. I need to distract myself, doing laundry sufficed for a while..but now that that is taken care of. I even tried writing fic, but that failed miserably. So I figured, what the heck, I'll blog to keep my mind of the curtain object of my affection. *le sigh*
I'm in a total Lady Gaga kick! I've watched all her music videos 6000 times over, and I've listened to nothing but her music for the past week! She is phenonmenal! She is fantastic! She's crazy! She's odd! And I totally love her! I'm hooked on her!
Although, there is one thing I don't understand: How do you taste like glitter mixed with rock and roll?
Ack! There is just something about her that is just so fasinating! Especially her nose, it's strangly entrancing.
She could be a little less porn-y though..
Ok next subject..
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I'm in a total Lady Gaga kick! I've watched all her music videos 6000 times over, and I've listened to nothing but her music for the past week! She is phenonmenal! She is fantastic! She's crazy! She's odd! And I totally love her! I'm hooked on her!
Although, there is one thing I don't understand: How do you taste like glitter mixed with rock and roll?
Ack! There is just something about her that is just so fasinating! Especially her nose, it's strangly entrancing.
She could be a little less porn-y though..
Ok next subject..
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