you know things are sortofmostly alright when i start eating hot fudge. and i slept with the window open. and good music is playing and i had cookies for breakfast and i have a hecka bruise on my knee.
you know, the world falling apart has ceased to surprise me. i maintain that things could still be worse. maybe.
just one day at a time: staples in pants, smile on face, nose in books, toes in sun, mind at trust.
Posted 3/29/2005 11:23 AM
Saturday, September 22, 2007
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