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Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Human ; 5:36 PM

RUNNING BECKONS.
Saturday was international buffet, sunday was bbq, today was hog's breath.
So you see, running REALLY beckons.
Sharon and I have agreed we'll run to the bush the next jogging session and we'll try to run longer and longer distances until we make it without stopping at all. Which means I have to start sorting out my playlists for jogging. Better put some STP in there so rock things up! (:

Oh, but I'm a happy yuppie now now I finally got a blood red nail varnish just in time for Christmas! (:

I want to go shopping for work clothes soon! My closet full of tees cannot possibly sustain a 4 month gig in an office. Need more pants and jeans and tops And bags and SHOES. I just developed a shoe obssession. Sooner or later I guess!




Pure coincidence and nothing more. Or at least nothing more that I want to think of it as. Because I know that if I do, I'll be playing with fire and I'll be going in too deep.

I'll stay in the kiddy pool for now, thank you.


I did my best to notice
When the call came down the line
Up to the platform of surrender
I was brought but I was kind
And sometimes get nervous
When I see an open door
Close your eyes
Clear your heart

Cut the cord
Are we Human?
Or are we Dancer?
My sign is vital
My hands are cold
And I'm on my knees
Looking for the answer
Are we Human?
Or are we Dancer?

Pay my respects to grace and virtue
Send my condolences to good
Give my regards to soul and romance
They always did the best they could
And so long to devotion
You taught me everything I know
Wave goodbye
Wish me well

You got to let me go
Are we Human?
Or are we Dancer?
My sign is vital
My hands are cold
And I'm on my knees
Looking for the answers
Are we Human?
Or are we Dancer?

Will your system be alright
When you dream of home tonight?
There is no message we're receiving
Let me know is your heart still beating?


the little rocker

Little Miss Brightside
- Absolutely loves music

Have a nice day (:




ways to paradise

Gibson doves in flight
Kevin Kern's In My Life & Imagination's Light
The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald
Johnny Got His Guns by Dalton Trumbo
Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte
Five Greatest Warriors by Matthew Reiley
ENDLESS SHOPPING!!
illusions and lies




other rockers
feel the beat
and the drumroll
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