Alrighty-o, a post for Chris ^_^
Considering that Chris, mi amor eterno asombroso, was the only one to comment on my previous posts, and considering that I found out a bit of time ago that I have a habit of barely making mention of him in my blogs, this post is dedicated to my Senor Punch and to my Senor Punch alone. ^_^ Who actually just got on Yahoo after I sent him a text message saying how annoying he is. :D Chris, if you're reading this, I love you very much *big innocent totally forgivable smile*
Hmmm....I just realized that I don't have much to say. Well, I mean, I do. But, I'm talking to Chris and have a slight headache. And anything I would put here would be about my day, and twould only be read by Chris, and I would rather tell him about my day through Yahoo or telephone.
They won't let me open the door
And I know not how much longer I can take this form of oppression
"Basking in the shadows of the living room as it stands, my soul curls into its deepest corners as its wants - and hopes -for the light of the sun grow, and, as a candle's cautiously flickering flame under the powerful droplets of water, they are quickly diminished."
I wore my hair differently today
And I must say that I enjoyed it
Although when I asked Zach and Jamie how it looked, they said it looked the same.
But it was considerably easier to deal with.
And I didn't feel as though I was frying it.
Right. So,
People with Myspace
You can have more than 16 pictures now
Actually, you can have as many damn photos as you want.
BUT
Please
Pleeeeeease
Don't put up like a 10 pages of pictures of just you from a zillion angles varying by like one degree
It's annoying and makes it seem like you're full of yourself.
Actually, you know what, do what you want.
I'm just ranting at the momentary annoyance.
Arggh.
I'm hungry. I want a quesadilla, dammit, but I know I won't be getting a quesadilla that that's a soul-crushing thought. *Quesadilla deprivation*
I think after this I'm going to do a photo post.
Over and out and on to the photos!
Love
Eryn
Hmmm....I just realized that I don't have much to say. Well, I mean, I do. But, I'm talking to Chris and have a slight headache. And anything I would put here would be about my day, and twould only be read by Chris, and I would rather tell him about my day through Yahoo or telephone.
They won't let me open the door
And I know not how much longer I can take this form of oppression
"Basking in the shadows of the living room as it stands, my soul curls into its deepest corners as its wants - and hopes -for the light of the sun grow, and, as a candle's cautiously flickering flame under the powerful droplets of water, they are quickly diminished."
I wore my hair differently today
And I must say that I enjoyed it
Although when I asked Zach and Jamie how it looked, they said it looked the same.
But it was considerably easier to deal with.
And I didn't feel as though I was frying it.
Right. So,
People with Myspace
You can have more than 16 pictures now
Actually, you can have as many damn photos as you want.
BUT
Please
Pleeeeeease
Don't put up like a 10 pages of pictures of just you from a zillion angles varying by like one degree
It's annoying and makes it seem like you're full of yourself.
Actually, you know what, do what you want.
I'm just ranting at the momentary annoyance.
Arggh.
I'm hungry. I want a quesadilla, dammit, but I know I won't be getting a quesadilla that that's a soul-crushing thought. *Quesadilla deprivation*
I think after this I'm going to do a photo post.
Over and out and on to the photos!
Love
Eryn
3 Comments:
A post all for my lonesome?
I feel somewhat important ^_^
I'm sorry for your predicament dealing with the portal to and from your abode. I'm sure you shall survive through this difficult time none-the-less.
I can't imagine the inhumanity of depriving Eryn from her beloved quesadillas for they are the sole reason for her existence in this world and without them she is nought. At least I know of nothing else that can compare.
I have chicken quesadilla rolls in the freezer...
*grins*
Uh! So jealous! I want quesadilla rolls!
At least Shannon said she'd give me one if she could...
Melissa just teased me...
And Chris basically told me, although he said tis sad and horrible to deprive Eryn of quesadillas, to get over it.
>_<
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