Fuck Yeah Eh!
F*ck yeah.
The penis cake probably tasted as good as the flying v guitar cake did tonight.
Mmmm.... homemade baked goods.
There's a new man in town.
He lights up my life. He doesn't say much. We danced in the living room. He threw his arms around me and got me to sit on the kitchen floor with him (and I wasn't even trashed).
I didn't have the urge to eat him, and all he wanted was all this love I have to give (you know eh? That mad love that permeates the fibre of my being, that mad love I keep misdirecting at tall, geeky, guys with glasses).
All this, and he's 4 eh.
Will wonders never cease?
-Seriously, I asked myself that today.
m.
I would eat you all in a heartbeat if it was a matter of survival (or if I just really wanted some jerky), some of you I'd beat to death with my bare hands just because you drive so badly, and some of you I'd kill just to keep as trophies. (I don't really have a heart so that explains that eh)
But, when I hold him, and he laughes, Love does "beat the demon."
And I used to think that was just something you heard in movies and flims....
"Used to Love Her, But I Had to Kill Her"
Gn'R will always have a special place in my heart because you "can't run from your problems; and when my time cums it had better wear a studded condom"
-Sage
Aries Horoscope for week of July 26, 2007
Writing in Poetry Flash, critic Rusty Morrison speculates that "the sublime can only be glimpsed by pressing through fear's boundary, beyond one's previous conceptions of the beautiful." That's a good theme for you to experiment with right now, Aries. According to my reading of the astrological omens, you're very close to making contact with splendor you'll remember all your life. (And I don't use that fancy word "splendor" lightly.) You'll need a lot of playful courage to make the boundary-crossing. But I know you can do it if you keep heading in the direction of what's scarily meaningful.
Just for the unofficial record...
When in the history of f*ck have I ever not CROSSED BOUNDARIES?
My f*cking LAST NAME actually translates into COURAGE in Hindi eh.
(I'm half eh, so take off ya hoser!)
WTF? eh. wtf.
"This is how I Roll"
Last week From the Pink Floaty Thing in the Pool.
SRA: "I want your job"
Me: "No you don't. You need to be highly qualified to do what I do"
SRA: "Nah, your job sounds easy"
Me: "Yeah, eh."
My job would kill you. It would kill me too, but I've inherited something better than thi$, so I can do it.
Do it....... eh. Do it.
I'm not a Samson, I just play one on t.v.
Here's to having GRATITUDE IN YOUR ATTITUDE!
I fully love the people I love in my life (despite my tendency to take a bite from time to time) because they fully keep it real.
And they do this by "rocken like docken" and inviting me to things like:
Crazy awesome weekend in Quebec, land of cheap cigarettes (I don't smoke anymore) and booze, hot men/women with hot accents and great personalities, 18 legal drinking age, f*ckin' right on TRUCK RODEO, culture shock to the heart and you're to blame, mad drinking and no cops.
To name but a few of the cool things that happen when you go from English to French.
Mad love to all y'all. I'll take my clothes off soon again for your eh. Be safe, play nice, do well and remember everything you would have time to forget if you were dead.
The Price I Pay to Be Who I Am is Right to Me eh.
Life is for living, dying is for the dead,
N.
F*ck yeah.
The penis cake probably tasted as good as the flying v guitar cake did tonight.
Mmmm.... homemade baked goods.
There's a new man in town.
He lights up my life. He doesn't say much. We danced in the living room. He threw his arms around me and got me to sit on the kitchen floor with him (and I wasn't even trashed).
I didn't have the urge to eat him, and all he wanted was all this love I have to give (you know eh? That mad love that permeates the fibre of my being, that mad love I keep misdirecting at tall, geeky, guys with glasses).
All this, and he's 4 eh.
Will wonders never cease?
-Seriously, I asked myself that today.
m.
I would eat you all in a heartbeat if it was a matter of survival (or if I just really wanted some jerky), some of you I'd beat to death with my bare hands just because you drive so badly, and some of you I'd kill just to keep as trophies. (I don't really have a heart so that explains that eh)
But, when I hold him, and he laughes, Love does "beat the demon."
And I used to think that was just something you heard in movies and flims....
"Used to Love Her, But I Had to Kill Her"
Gn'R will always have a special place in my heart because you "can't run from your problems; and when my time cums it had better wear a studded condom"
-Sage
Aries Horoscope for week of July 26, 2007
Writing in Poetry Flash, critic Rusty Morrison speculates that "the sublime can only be glimpsed by pressing through fear's boundary, beyond one's previous conceptions of the beautiful." That's a good theme for you to experiment with right now, Aries. According to my reading of the astrological omens, you're very close to making contact with splendor you'll remember all your life. (And I don't use that fancy word "splendor" lightly.) You'll need a lot of playful courage to make the boundary-crossing. But I know you can do it if you keep heading in the direction of what's scarily meaningful.
Just for the unofficial record...
When in the history of f*ck have I ever not CROSSED BOUNDARIES?
My f*cking LAST NAME actually translates into COURAGE in Hindi eh.
(I'm half eh, so take off ya hoser!)
WTF? eh. wtf.
"This is how I Roll"
Last week From the Pink Floaty Thing in the Pool.
SRA: "I want your job"
Me: "No you don't. You need to be highly qualified to do what I do"
SRA: "Nah, your job sounds easy"
Me: "Yeah, eh."
My job would kill you. It would kill me too, but I've inherited something better than thi$, so I can do it.
Do it....... eh. Do it.
I'm not a Samson, I just play one on t.v.
Here's to having GRATITUDE IN YOUR ATTITUDE!
I fully love the people I love in my life (despite my tendency to take a bite from time to time) because they fully keep it real.
And they do this by "rocken like docken" and inviting me to things like:
Crazy awesome weekend in Quebec, land of cheap cigarettes (I don't smoke anymore) and booze, hot men/women with hot accents and great personalities, 18 legal drinking age, f*ckin' right on TRUCK RODEO, culture shock to the heart and you're to blame, mad drinking and no cops.
To name but a few of the cool things that happen when you go from English to French.
Mad love to all y'all. I'll take my clothes off soon again for your eh. Be safe, play nice, do well and remember everything you would have time to forget if you were dead.
The Price I Pay to Be Who I Am is Right to Me eh.
Life is for living, dying is for the dead,
N.
I would suck you all in a heartbeat if it was a matter of survival, some of you I'd beat off to death with my bare hands just because you drive so badly, and some of you I'd kiss just to keep as trophies.
I know it doesn't make sense.
-TM
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