Tuesday, December 27, 2005

Talking to no one

If you have a series of little fires, and one huge fire, what do you tackle first?

My philosophy is to get the little fires out of the way, so you can then focus all your attention on the big one.

Home is where the heart is- and I desperately miss future room 14 and Bloomington, IN (but I'll always hold love for MN)

Sometimes, I really wish I could go to my cave and take a vacation.

I have genuine friends.

I'm not good with change.

Sometimes I just want to be held, and told everything will be alright.

Pick your battles wisely.

When you don't know what you're looking for- you find it.

Sometimes I feel like a chicken with their head cut off.

If only ingredients like:
The cow as white as milk,
The cape as red as blood,
The hair as yellow as corn,
The slipper as pure as gold

could make a potion that could lift the invisible spell.

Sometimes, all I need is to just hear your voice, and see you're name on the phone to make me smile.

And sometimes a girls night out is just what the doctor ordered.

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