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Posted By andrea On 08.11.2009 @ 3:18 pm

i love listening to the radio. it is something that is always changing; there are constantly different DJs hand-picking what music their listeners will hear on any given day at whatever point in time.

Posted By andrea On 08.11.2009 @ 2:10 pm

She’s my idol. I don’t know her, not really anyway. But yeah, idol. I know I’m not supposed to worship idols or anything, as it’s against my religion, but can’t I just…appreciate? Perhaps not WORSHIP, but appreciation is just wonderful. Everyone wants to feel appreciated, anyhow. Can’t hurt anyone but myself, after all. I think I’m okay with that. Hurt. Pain. Yeah, it’s worth it.

Posted By Andrea On 08.07.2009 @ 8:42 am

I like to idle about things in the past, like being smaked down

Posted By andrea On 08.05.2009 @ 8:31 pm

fry kit tinker tank mouse cow love land tip top red rod dine

Posted By andrea On 07.28.2009 @ 11:43 pm

to tampa.. every year.. at least once a month.. agh its so annoying sometimes.. waiting gas, polluting.. i dont understand why? we could just fly, but those trips are nice.. because we get to see family.. i always enjoy them.. I wish we could do them more often but.. just the thought of driving drives me crazy, lol.. but i love it.

Posted By andrea On 07.28.2009 @ 4:48 pm

my cousin just had a baby. it didn’t come out looking like a newborn. seriously, newborns are typically wrinkled and stressed looking. this child came out looking like an adorable infant.absolutely perfect. and i’m not just saying that because he’s family. promise ;)

Posted By andrea On 07.27.2009 @ 3:38 pm

If the soil were better, she thought to herself, if the soil were better, I could grow vegetables, and then I would be rich. I the soil were better, and if it rained more. If it rained more then perhaps I could make a business of selling flowers and food. If only if only.

Posted By andrea On 07.26.2009 @ 11:17 pm

Do you ever wish that you could turn off gravity? Not for any crazy reasons … I mean, I appreciate that I can walk outside and all. But, I mean, what if I saw a spider on the ceiling and I couldn’t reach it no matter what I stood on? I could turn off gravity, reach up and grab it, kill it … turn gravity back on, and I’d be good. That would be nice.

Posted By andrea On 07.25.2009 @ 9:40 am

Pause – listen, be present. Stop worrying about the past, trying to plan the future. Take some time out! Press the ‘pause’ button. Not many people seem to have one. A very useful addition to one’s life.

Posted By Andrea On 07.24.2009 @ 10:19 pm

pause. look around you. think about the people you know. the people you love. and breathe.

Posted By andrea On 07.24.2009 @ 1:56 pm

Paws for thought – where would I be without my beloved cats? I’d be lonely and unloved, that’s where. I’ve got four cats – each one different, with his/her unique idiosyncracies. Igor the Bold (and naughty); Dinah the matriarch; Xena the Warrior Wombat; and Wanda my best friend. When I pause to consider paws, I realise how lucky I am!

Posted By Andrea On 07.23.2009 @ 10:45 pm

we all started growing as soon as we left the womb. growing physically, emotionally, and spiritually. we will only stop growing when we enter the after life.

Posted By Andrea On 07.21.2009 @ 1:29 pm

You are a welcoming rain Cars rushing by in swishes Thunder rolling in.

Posted By Andrea On 07.17.2009 @ 5:30 pm

I stare down at the palm of my hand and see the flecks of dirt left over from the digging we had done that morning. I think back to the shovels covering the ground, our clothes caked with dirt, but our eyes brimmed with excitement at the thought of discovering something new.

Posted By andrea On 07.17.2009 @ 7:21 am

Deep beneath her hair her hands tangled themselves around the piece of coral that had lodged itself in her skull. Panicked breaths escaped her lips as she tried to pry out the pieces without thinking of the blood that would flow afterward.

Posted By Andrea On 07.16.2009 @ 7:46 am

I picked up the can and sprayed it toward his face. How could one dog smell so much? I leaned over and sniffed the couch. The scent had embedded itself there too. Attempting to take over my house, I attacked the scent. But to no avail. I continue to fail at all things.

Posted By Andrea On 07.14.2009 @ 3:23 pm

I love to skate, he said as he looked up at his mom, her wooden spoon about to let a ripple of peanut butter cookie dough drip.

Put on your helmet, she said to him, wondering if he knew what he’d hear about later that night. Wondering if he knew life would never quite be the same.

Posted By Andrea On 02.27.2009 @ 9:24 am

when will i finish the things that I have to get done? when will my life finally take a digfferent course? as each day passes me by I grow all the more nervous and worried and it inhibits me from getting my shit done. I feel stuck, or like I’ve dug my own grave.

Posted By andrea On 04.22.2009 @ 2:08 am

There is a man on my roof. I don’t know why he is there. I don’t know when he will leave.

Holy shit.

Posted By Andrea On 04.20.2009 @ 6:58 am

I sat on top of the roof yesterday.

It was quite nice.

Posted By Andrea On 04.19.2009 @ 3:54 pm

Salt. Put it on things. Like French fries. Like green beanies. Like sentences. Like pencils. Like your best friendies.

SALT THE EARTH!

Posted By Andrea On 04.19.2009 @ 7:59 am

What is fish and chips without salt? Soggy fish and plain potatoe. Salt is overused and underapreciated! The word salt itself is undervaluded for example, when this is read and people realize what they have done it will be like rubbing salt into the wound! Haha!

Posted By Andrea On 04.18.2009 @ 9:13 pm

After we danced for five hours and left the place and introduced ourselves and had sex and wake up and depart and never talk to each other again what I mostly remember is that you tasted like salt.

Posted By Andrea On 04.18.2009 @ 2:48 pm

Hey you kid who lives in the room directly above mine– quit knocking all those marbles around every night. You’re driving me mad!

Posted By Andrea On 04.15.2009 @ 2:28 pm

Hey you. Disconnect yourself from that little potato baby and come over here right now. Yeah. I’m talking to you. Get your shit together.

Disconnect.

Reconnect. You’ll find yourself.

Posted By Andrea On 04.14.2009 @ 11:44 am

when i step out and feel the sun on my soul instead of my face. there you are kissing my insecurities and snap, the world takes a picture. i’m not really here, this isn’t really happening, and this is all we have.

Posted By Andrea On 04.14.2009 @ 10:37 am

I love the shade. I often seek out shade in parking lots to park my car so it doesn’t get as hot during the summer. Sometimes it is even cooler in the shade, but not in Florida. It doesn’t matter whether you are in the shade or not, it is always hot! Shade comes from many types of trees.

Posted By Andrea On 04.11.2009 @ 3:25 pm

It was like the middle of a hot summer day, the way their eyes met. His eyes were mocha, or maybe they were hazel — green and brown and gold and all these other sepia rainbows that just mindfucked in between the circuitry boards of his brain. Who are you and why are you here? You’re too pretty to be one of us. Go shade yourself in the corners of your cool, we’re always going to be too different.

I love you and I don’t even

Posted By andrea On 04.11.2009 @ 2:21 pm

It was the last one in the pack. Shit.

Posted By Andrea On 04.10.2009 @ 6:29 am