"I just wish I had stayed off of heroin longer"
M.
The sun is out, the sky is blue. It is beautiful and so are you!
Friday Afternoon, on a nice day in Santa Cruz you can find us at Isabel's treehouse tanning.
Friday, March 13, 2009
Suprise! I've Got Leggings!
Our new friend surprised us last night when he went to his room and changed into his show shorts.
"I just wish I had stayed off of heroin longer"
M.
The sun is out, the sky is blue. It is beautiful and so are you!
Friday Afternoon, on a nice day in Santa Cruz you can find us at Isabel's treehouse tanning.
"I just wish I had stayed off of heroin longer"
M.
The sun is out, the sky is blue. It is beautiful and so are you!
Friday Afternoon, on a nice day in Santa Cruz you can find us at Isabel's treehouse tanning.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
It's out of my hands now
I have come to the conclusion that i am a "weirdo magnet." (Maybe there's a better way to describe it, but this is simple enough.) I somehow give off this vibration that communicates to people, telling them "this girl is approachable, and will listen to your pointless and stupid story even if she is minding her own business and especially if she is listening to music, please please walk up to her and talk to her."
For example. I had just jumped out of a taxi cab in San Jose, Ca and I walked into the train station where i found a bench with only one other lady sitting. I sat down and put in my earphones and began playing a video game on my Ipod. Not even minutes had past when a shaggy hobo strolled up to me and decided to ask me out on a date. Not only that but insisted on giving me money, and food, which i did not want. That's an extremely long story SOOOO I'll move on to my next example. (The same day) After that incident I FINALLY got onto my bus to take me back to school and sitting across from me was this very tall, dirty looking man wearing a rainbow knited hat and scarf. He boldly leaned toward me and asked me if i would like to hear about who he is and what he is doing. I cautiously replyed with a simple OK and he began. To make another long story short he went on for 15 minutes telling me how he is a long distance walker and how he has no job and how he is going to change the world through pot. He would have gone on for longer except the bus driver told him to shut up. I thought that was pretty funny, especially after he said "some people in this world just don't want peace," and handed me a small strip of paper with a website, which i wish i still had.
A
For example. I had just jumped out of a taxi cab in San Jose, Ca and I walked into the train station where i found a bench with only one other lady sitting. I sat down and put in my earphones and began playing a video game on my Ipod. Not even minutes had past when a shaggy hobo strolled up to me and decided to ask me out on a date. Not only that but insisted on giving me money, and food, which i did not want. That's an extremely long story SOOOO I'll move on to my next example. (The same day) After that incident I FINALLY got onto my bus to take me back to school and sitting across from me was this very tall, dirty looking man wearing a rainbow knited hat and scarf. He boldly leaned toward me and asked me if i would like to hear about who he is and what he is doing. I cautiously replyed with a simple OK and he began. To make another long story short he went on for 15 minutes telling me how he is a long distance walker and how he has no job and how he is going to change the world through pot. He would have gone on for longer except the bus driver told him to shut up. I thought that was pretty funny, especially after he said "some people in this world just don't want peace," and handed me a small strip of paper with a website, which i wish i still had.
A
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Doors.
Doors are rectangular chunks of wood that define one's privacy and once they are opened they can serve as passage ways that lead into rooms filled with items that describe one's personality and traits. The fantasy of ding dong ditch still impresses me. Either someone has some severe jealousy of my doorbell or they secretly want to open the door to see what is on the other side.
Oh well mysterious ding dong ditcher, maybe one day you will be on the other side of the door when I open it.
Until then, please ding the doorbell and enjoy whatever pleasure that does for you for I find such a thrill to hear the doorbell as I run as fast as I can to catch you.
Who knew I would one day feel like my dog, Whiskey, every time the doorbell rings.
-I.
Oh well mysterious ding dong ditcher, maybe one day you will be on the other side of the door when I open it.
Until then, please ding the doorbell and enjoy whatever pleasure that does for you for I find such a thrill to hear the doorbell as I run as fast as I can to catch you.
Who knew I would one day feel like my dog, Whiskey, every time the doorbell rings.
-I.
Sunday, March 8, 2009
What goes around comes around BITCH.
Wasted Wednesday 9:30 P.M
The night is a little blurry but we spent it at the Safeway house. Jackie-bad idea made an appearance that night.
Thirsty Thursday 8:00 P.M
Spent the night in the adjacent tree house with our fellow neighbors enjoying wine and hookah.
Fizzed Out Friday 8:00 P.M
We were swooped up by our High House boys and taken to Trader Joes where we cooked some brilliant selections for our late night dinner. From just sitting and chatting on the couch the room suddenly became an Insync music video. We danced. BLUE SHIRT BOY AND FRIEND OF BLUE SHIRT BOY WHO WAS GORGEOUS (according to Alisa), COME TO USSS!!!!
We made a few appearances in other homes and ended up in the Safeway House, of course!
AND Prince, where were youu?? Ofcourse, what goes around comes around in the end. Some random but sort of homie crashed another homies car into the house next door. Through the blinds we spied on the cops, tow truck, and fire truck as the night winded down till 5 A.M when we were allowed to leave the premise.
Steady As We Go Saturday 4:00 P.M
Bused and walked to our dream house for an amazing day kegger. We drank and ate delicious miscellaneous meat and listened to the good old oldies.
Day turned to night, and we hitched a ride to the High House. The partying continued well into the night at the Safeway House as well.
Sore Sundays ALL DAY LONG
We will give anyone cold hard cash for a good rub down.
"When I was a kid every picture of me, is me kicking it with my dog." Beanie Boyy.
The night is a little blurry but we spent it at the Safeway house. Jackie-bad idea made an appearance that night.
Thirsty Thursday 8:00 P.M
Spent the night in the adjacent tree house with our fellow neighbors enjoying wine and hookah.
Fizzed Out Friday 8:00 P.M
We were swooped up by our High House boys and taken to Trader Joes where we cooked some brilliant selections for our late night dinner. From just sitting and chatting on the couch the room suddenly became an Insync music video. We danced. BLUE SHIRT BOY AND FRIEND OF BLUE SHIRT BOY WHO WAS GORGEOUS (according to Alisa), COME TO USSS!!!!
We made a few appearances in other homes and ended up in the Safeway House, of course!
AND Prince, where were youu?? Ofcourse, what goes around comes around in the end. Some random but sort of homie crashed another homies car into the house next door. Through the blinds we spied on the cops, tow truck, and fire truck as the night winded down till 5 A.M when we were allowed to leave the premise.
Steady As We Go Saturday 4:00 P.M
Bused and walked to our dream house for an amazing day kegger. We drank and ate delicious miscellaneous meat and listened to the good old oldies.
Day turned to night, and we hitched a ride to the High House. The partying continued well into the night at the Safeway House as well.
Sore Sundays ALL DAY LONG
We will give anyone cold hard cash for a good rub down.
"When I was a kid every picture of me, is me kicking it with my dog." Beanie Boyy.
Friday, March 6, 2009
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Rainy Days.
On rainy days I seem to find myself taking a small leap out of the bus, hoping my umbrella will catch the wind and take me far, far away from here.
I let my imagination tell me where I'll land next but my foot always reminds me that its just the slippery curb of cold concrete, nothing more and nothing less.
Its 3 A.M and all I have is the otters.
I let my imagination tell me where I'll land next but my foot always reminds me that its just the slippery curb of cold concrete, nothing more and nothing less.
Its 3 A.M and all I have is the otters.
Monday, March 2, 2009
Predictions for Spring Fashion.
Here are our predictions for Spring fashion...The looks are very light and airy, with splashes of bright colors.
-big flower prints
-denim jackets..roll up your sleeves for day roll em down for night
-tube jumpers/rompers
-add some color to your outfit with a dash of red (belt hat earrings shoes bag ring)
-pastel pinks, lilacs, light browns and cream colors
-sheer black tights
-sheer knee high socks
-classy soft color tone safari
-big flower prints
-denim jackets..roll up your sleeves for day roll em down for night
-tube jumpers/rompers
-add some color to your outfit with a dash of red (belt hat earrings shoes bag ring)
-pastel pinks, lilacs, light browns and cream colors
-sheer black tights
-sheer knee high socks
-classy soft color tone safari
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