the key to a girl's heart is diamonds...

I disagree. I am pretty sure that the key to my heart is, quite simply, food. Scrumptious and palatable food.

I think food is one of my favourite things in all of creation. (Especially that of the breakfast variation.)

impatient

just a couple of fruits

This is us as bananas:This is us...trying to figure out what we would look like as bananas:

queasy

tired of waiting.
tired of being tired.
wanting to change that.
scared of not knowing where anything is going.
scared of finding out.
losing the concept of time, but
knowing there is a today, a tomorrow, and a Sunday on the horizon.


in a nutshell, that's lately.

pleasurable sigh

Sometimes I pray with my arms stretched out in front of me and my eyes open and I look at the grass or the people or the trees.

But I don't think God minds.

lately I've been wishing things.

Sometimes I wish my life was a musical.

And that people wouldn't look at me with an odd, but all too familiar, expression when I burst randomly into song.

P.S. This is from The Music Man, probably my favourite movie at this time.

hello world!

meet Gertrude.

This morning I woke up and I was certain that I had missed my flight.

my hands are dirty.

I have discovered [again] the unwritten law that if an event's month and day number are in fact the same as another event's month and day number then the two events are occuring at the same moment.

This is, at least, the general rule.

Good to know, I suppose, eh?

And, yes, it's true, sometimes I don't want to be with you.