Thursday, September 8, 2011
I trust my soul And my only goal is just to be
I really do think I'm on a writing spree.
Five poems in three hours is really.
Really.
Extreme.
Maybe it has something to do with the fact that I got a
little buzzed last night (four glasses of wine, perhaps?) and had to type a note to remind myself of the embarrassing things I did. Such as singing No Good Deed very loudly and then laughing at myself, because the only thing I remember is the laughing part. Not what I was laughing at.
It's actually pretty amusing how my father thinks I'm too young to drink coffee. And lets me drink anything from his alcohol collection.
The 2012 IKEA catalogue just came in the mail!
Posted at 2:05 PM