Cute with Chris
Wrong. So wrong. Ray and I giggled our butts off. Ew… (via Lee)
by Blue October. I thought this was at least a somewhat happy song…and then I read the lyrics. I want to swim away but don’t know howSometimes it feels just like I’m falling in the oceanLet the waves up take me downLet the hurricane set in motion… yeahLet the rain of what I feel right
–I wouldn’t run that far for free cheese.–What about government cheese?–I ain’t runnin’ nowhere for government cheese. –Why do I gotta be stupid?–You are stupid.–Yeah, but I’m funny.
zanjero (zahn-HAY-ro) noun One who is in charge of water distribution. [From Spanish zanja (ditch, irrigation canal).] -Anu Garg (words at wordsmith.org)
Quickies again. I read more than this since the last time, but the hell if I can remember what they were. The Keys to the Golden Firebird, by Maureen Johnson. Non-genre teen stuff is normally NOT MY THING. I mean, really NOT MY THING. I must now reconsider. I was too involved with this book