Lobster Club Sandwich.
That is all.
This Ciao Bella Coconut sorbet is hands down the best sorbet I have ever had.
It’s like eating homemade coconut marshmallows. Only cold.
I die.
duh.
I've decided I'm just going to call people I have problems with "Jon Gosselin" from now on
sade:
Ala Nancy Grace in this video Caragh posted.
“That’s not working it out, Jon Gosselin.”
“You need to get out of my face, Jon Gosselin.”
“Maybe YOU should turn your phone off in the theater, Jon Gosselin.”
This my excavation and today is kumran
Everything that happens is from now on
This is pouring rain
This is paralyzed
I keep throwing it down two-hundred at a time
It’s hard to find it when you knew it
When your money’s gone
And you’re drunk as hell
On your back with your racks as the stacks as your load
In the back and the racks and the stacks are your load
In the back with your racks and you’re un-stacking your load
I’ve twisting to the sun I needed to replace
The fountain in the front yard is rusted out
All my love was down
In a frozen ground
There’s a black crow sitting across from me; his wiry legs are crossed
And he’s dangling my keys he even fakes a toss
Whatever could it be
That has brought me to this loss?
On your back with your racks as the stacks as your load
In the back and the racks and the stacks of your load
In the back with your racks and you’re un-stacking your load
This is not the sound of a new man or crispy realization
It’s the sound of the unlocking and the lift away
Your love will be
Safe with me
Mormonism, Mormon Cult, Joseph Smith False Prophet.
Cartoon Banned by Mormon Church.
wow. good call mormons.
ugh. Most of the time I wish I could just ignore these things, but this one has so many bold faced lies in it. It’s funny because almost all of what he says is partially true, but they’ve changed crucial pieces to make it sound completely unbelievable. Whatever.
I don’t care if people are against my religion or not, I just wish it would be for real reasons, not made up exaggerations of stories.
The economy can S my (nonexistent) D.
On account of me making the poor life decision to go to grad school, I am broke. So to counter this horrid change of events, I have made the decision to sell some of my paintings on Etsy. It kills me. Even though they’re not my best work, they mean things to me, and I don’t want to let them go. But I will.
For progress and growth. Those douches.
C’est la vie Dwight and Mr. Loompa.
Here is everything I am interested in right now
- Bon Iver
- Donuts
- Octopi
- Paint
- Punching bags
