Running long and hard is an ideal antidepressant, since it's hard to run and feel sorry for yourself at the same time. Also, there are those hours of clearheadedness that follow a long run.
Monte Davis, runner
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
SONG OF THE DAYZE~~~!!!
Total Eclipse of the Heart by ?
and ummm..............what else?? Dang it...i forgot what it's called. oh yeah. It's "The Heart of The Matter". Very good song. You should listen to it.
ummm...sorry I haven't been on here in forever!! so much has been going on.
and here's a poem I wrote recently:
We walk, we eat, we drink, we sleep, we count the sheep, while the birds cheep cheep.
We do our business, wash our clothes, walk or run, and blow our noses, listening to the chickens in the yard and scratching in the dirt with maple twigs.
Twiggy, and Sancheeto, and the Easter Bunny all lived, for a little while but eventually they passed from our lips.
Building the fences, that just wait to tear down, walloping tears, sliding down, down, down, down.
The paper, it hurts us, when cuts us it does. Our faces are bumpy where we no lavarse las caras. The lights, they flash yellow, off-green if you will. Abstract art is the essence, like the blue bird’s grey trill.
The statue off the east coast that holds her head high, shines green with no envy, holds up her torch of great light.
Mom is taking a picture of the moon every night.
The bird’s nest rests softly in the city Beijing, in the treetops that swing, on the small little things. And the kitties, they play till the old mouse comes back. And they cough and they hack till their faces turn black.
But black as they are and white as they were, tells nothing of what the great stories would turn. Turn to the sun, and turn to the sky, turn all around in our sweet little minds.
We’re living it up while you’re living it down.
We don’t care we don’t care we don’t care in this town.
You ask why I don’t put the indents in here. You want to know why? It’s because I don’t care. A poem’s a poem’s a poem’s fine sir.
It’s the greatest show on earth, I tell you, dear man, and you shan’t miss it for all the land in this land. Land ain’t money as much anymore. Money is money is money is more.
The gate, it shall close on us all, if we wait. Don’t make it mad, for longer you will wait. The pain, oh, the horror! The creaks and the grinds! I miss you dear Emma. And I hope you are fine.
10/11/10
Love.Peaches.ChickenGreases.rock on foozsh. and remind me to tell mr. cake i will totally take him up on his halloween offer.
Please!! Someone tell me of some super duper prize!! I am in total debt!!
<3kitty
and ummm..............what else?? Dang it...i forgot what it's called. oh yeah. It's "The Heart of The Matter". Very good song. You should listen to it.
ummm...sorry I haven't been on here in forever!! so much has been going on.
and here's a poem I wrote recently:
We walk, we eat, we drink, we sleep, we count the sheep, while the birds cheep cheep.
We do our business, wash our clothes, walk or run, and blow our noses, listening to the chickens in the yard and scratching in the dirt with maple twigs.
Twiggy, and Sancheeto, and the Easter Bunny all lived, for a little while but eventually they passed from our lips.
Building the fences, that just wait to tear down, walloping tears, sliding down, down, down, down.
The paper, it hurts us, when cuts us it does. Our faces are bumpy where we no lavarse las caras. The lights, they flash yellow, off-green if you will. Abstract art is the essence, like the blue bird’s grey trill.
The statue off the east coast that holds her head high, shines green with no envy, holds up her torch of great light.
Mom is taking a picture of the moon every night.
The bird’s nest rests softly in the city Beijing, in the treetops that swing, on the small little things. And the kitties, they play till the old mouse comes back. And they cough and they hack till their faces turn black.
But black as they are and white as they were, tells nothing of what the great stories would turn. Turn to the sun, and turn to the sky, turn all around in our sweet little minds.
We’re living it up while you’re living it down.
We don’t care we don’t care we don’t care in this town.
You ask why I don’t put the indents in here. You want to know why? It’s because I don’t care. A poem’s a poem’s a poem’s fine sir.
It’s the greatest show on earth, I tell you, dear man, and you shan’t miss it for all the land in this land. Land ain’t money as much anymore. Money is money is money is more.
The gate, it shall close on us all, if we wait. Don’t make it mad, for longer you will wait. The pain, oh, the horror! The creaks and the grinds! I miss you dear Emma. And I hope you are fine.
10/11/10
Love.Peaches.ChickenGreases.rock on foozsh. and remind me to tell mr. cake i will totally take him up on his halloween offer.
Please!! Someone tell me of some super duper prize!! I am in total debt!!
<3kitty
Monday, September 27, 2010
yo
You know what my favorite channel is on YouTube? Michelle Phan. Totally. I mean, it's crazy in a way. There's so many things to watch on youtube, and the thing I like the most is watching a girl do tutorials for makeup?? I am such a girl. (not necessarily a bad thing!!) I mean, she's been doing this for a while...and then L'Oreal asked her to be their video spokesperson sort of thing...like..she does the same thing she always did and doesn't use ONLY L'Oreal products, but she's their video person. I really like her. Plus the music is cool. She's introduced me to a lot of cool music I wouldn't have heard of otherwise.
anyway, just thought I'd share.
<3kitty
anyway, just thought I'd share.
<3kitty
Sunday, September 26, 2010
GirlsLife.com - To the Little Girl Dressed All in Blue
This is a great poem for today. Thanks yo--whoever yo is--for writing this!!
And thanks be to those who shared it!!
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Webbkinz VS Cathy
THE BRATZ ARE BACK!!
Webbkinz beat Cathy last night!! I forgot the score...we were in the 30-somethings...and I think Cathy only had 7 or so. Maybe I'm wrong! But it was by a lot. Plus, we won the can drive too!
Maybe it's our cuteness...
Webbkinz beat Cathy last night!! I forgot the score...we were in the 30-somethings...and I think Cathy only had 7 or so. Maybe I'm wrong! But it was by a lot. Plus, we won the can drive too!
Maybe it's our cuteness...
Friday, September 24, 2010
WOAH! ALMOST TO 100 POSTS!!
konichiwa babes and chicos!
how's life? how's my life?? crazy foo. and i'm gonna get on here more!! i promise!!
anyhoo..i'm off to (listening to Hotel California by Eagles) the Webbkinz VS Cathy football game!! I myself am part of the Webbkinz and Cathy is our arch-rival..but NOT our arch-enemy, plus I myself know a few people who are associated with Cathy. This year, the game is at Cathy's.
GO SPARTAN WEBBKINZ!!
GOOD LUCK CATHY WITH YOUR IRISH BLOOD!!
and i'm gonna go through Wendy's!! Fun!! Yum!! Well peeps...here with me and NOT, have a nice night.
<3.peaches.chickengreases.rockONfoozsh!3wg.
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