Have you ever gotten...

i wish i was there

 

me too


jo and i could shave little patterns in the hair all over your body and dye your moustache fun colours

 

i'm so scared to paint my nails

i got really adventurous the other night and painted my two big toes pink.

 

my toenails are already pink

they match my pajamas


my fingernails are half pink (all that hard work i do.. the paint comes off :H) and half sparkly clear




megs afraid to paint her nails, and im afraid to bleach my hair


we could never go to las vegas

 

well see, i used to paint them ALLLLLLLL the time but now its like ... omg chemicals.. and you can't see all the pretty dirt. it just looks so wrong, playing guitar with painted nails.

i rock at poker.

 

thats why you paint them clear, dear, so you can still see the dirt

 

I used to rock at poker.

 

but then they dont look grubby

 

i apologize, your highness


may i bow down into the dirt and mud, since i cannot find a way to please you

 

What can I say, she loves dirt under the nails.

 

Was I thinking again? Dammit, wondered what that noise was *jams ice pick in ear and pushes until the noise stops and the birds start singing again*


To paraphrase some dead chinese guy
"Everything's temporary so everythings tolerable.
Once you learn to tolerate you learn to appriciate.
Once you learn to appriciate you learn to enjoy.
Once you learn to enjoy they'll try and up your medication.
Once they up your meds you can stash it and sell it to grammer school kids."

 

the only reason im even alive right now is because, I know that when if i die, my parents will get overly depressed and my mom might kill herself.

 

I read this thing in a Bill Bryson book once...strange place to take life advice from but...anwyay

it basically said the we are so priviledged to be living our meaningless little lives, i mean, think of how many millions of ancestors you had who had to live to procreate at least once just so that you could be born. if you have two parents, four grandpreants, eight great grandies and so on, the number gets ridiculously huge. And these ancestors lived through wars and plauges and all sorts of dangers, none of them dying as children. Some of them probably fought each other in civil wars for instance, every time coming close to a death that would mean you never were

whats more for you to be alive, not only did each of them had to have sex with the person that they did, they had to do it at exactly the time they did to form the person who formed the person....who formed the person who met the other person and formed you. The odds of the dna all mingling to make the chance of you being alive are hundreds of milliions to one.

So, basically, what Bryson gets at is that for this tiny insignificant moment you are alive. That is reason enough to try and stay that way. You can delight in doing things like sniffing your armpits, blowing your nose, having hot sex, eating chocolate, daydreaming, simply for the fact that at this moment you are able to do these things.

so yeah. out of the millions of possibilites that could have been it is you that got to be, so please just love the fact that you are alive for it's own sake.

(and he goes on to say that if that doesn't cheer you up, you can at least take pleasure from the fact that tie a yellow ribbon round the ol' oak tree will never be no 1 again)

 

i wish my nails were painted

 

burby whats a matter you seem so sad when i talk to you

 

eh...my life is bored and stuck in the ditch on the highway of life

 

yep sure, and then you dig yourself out and start constructing things around your life that make you feel like ur heading in the direction u want to go..even if ur not sure where it is....

But don worry bud, life has a strange way of coming to get you...you just have to give back and remain positive! hehe put a dopey smile on your dile!

 

hey thats great advice

 

im too busy to reflect on my life like this! i have a million dance classes a week. so i guess i live for dancing? and musical theater?

 

try all the time.