Friday
Watched Miss Conception...so much potential in concept so much let down in execution. Cheesy. Skeet Shooting Material.
Saturday
Farmers Market, Worked.
Just kind of zoned out...
Read I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell. I would make this guy looks like a nancy. Another difference was that I actually feel bad for how I treated people.
Sunday
Watched Street Kings. It was ok
Things I realized this weekend.
I suck at being alone. For as much as I preach Independence I am terrible at it.
I love wine.
I doubt five people would morn my passing.
I am in love.
I am a grown-up...kind of..
I miss listening to the Twins Games on the Radio with my neighbor.
For as much as I miss some of the activities that I used to do I would not change my life now for anything or anyone.
It is a St Louis sunrise and a Minneapolis sun set.
Song lyrics never mean the same thing to you as they do to someone else.
10 comments:
The Beer in Hell guy really will go to hell... he's cocky and will always be proud of the things that he's done, especially the things to women. But whatever.
And you're so right about the last thing that you said- and it's perfect like that. I like having a mystery for songs. When my man and I listen to certain ones he has old memories of them while I make new ones.
tucker max is funny though... as long as i never meet him.
omg you didnt go to Tailgate?!!! :)
Tucker Max is funny!!!
I'd miss you if you died.
lol...I can't even get you to go to a happy hour.
ok - I wanna know why "spotting a Ford that ignited a fond memory session" didn't make it into the recap - haha
I'd miss you too - or at least your bogs anyways, seeing that I never really spend time with you....
ps what's the St Louis thing 'sposed to mean? was I 'sposed to have read some book or something to get that one?
I love wine too. Terribly so.
Im great at being alone. Maybe I could teach you some things!
The difference between you and Tucker Max is that #1 you're more attractive and #2 you have a conscience/some moral code.
i'd miss the idea of you. but i don't know you, so... and we are communal beasts, so the idea that we have the capacity to be alone and sound is a farce. and it makes me happy that you are in love. smiling in the cube.
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