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- My radio makes me miss my COV family. A lot. instagram.com/p/m3jbzYI7cD/ 1 day ago
- Some things don't translate well into piñatas. #TexanUterus instagram.com/p/ms3wvlI7Sb/ 5 days ago
- I bought that betch a flying saucer. Er... Cookie. instagram.com/p/mdeBVno7Y6/ 1 week ago
- Let the birthday shenanigans begin instagram.com/p/mdcBOlo7Uj/ 1 week ago
- Overcast music. instagram.com/p/maW2djI7dq/ 1 week ago
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Monthly Archives: August 2011
I have been fairly successful on my warrior goddess challenge. Day 3 and I have managed to keep my ass moving, mostly. I am still watching a more than acceptable bit of television. But I have come up with an … Continue reading
So this is the song stuck in my head tonight. And I am A-okay with that. It feeds my Duran Duran addiction. My beautiful Duran Duran addiction.
I have already started moving my ass. There are blisters on the balls of my feet from dancing at the Stevie Nicks show. My body and soul feel exorcised of the couch demons. Are you all ready to dance tomorrow?
I have written a short poem about my most recent woes. I hope you enjoy. Toilet Paper Do I have enough money to buy toilet paperDo I have enough money to wipe my assTaking a shit shouldn’t cost moneyI shouldn’t … Continue reading
I know I’m not starting until Monday, but tonight will be dedicated to preparing for the launch of my 60 day move your ass challenge. Tonight’s Prepwork Includes: Dusting off my elliptical machine, Nordic Track, and various ass movement assisting … Continue reading
Once upon a time I was a WARRIOR GODDESS. I was in control of my body, my mind, my spirit. I was a fearless diva in the prime of my life. The goddess still lives, she has just been locked … Continue reading
It is no secret that I am a music junkie. I love all forms of music. It is what I live for, what heals me, what brings me ultimate joy. As my favorite man says, music is the best. The … Continue reading
This song has been stuck in my head for the past 7 hours. I thought I’d share. Enjoy.
It’s no secret that I have vividly weird dreams. The other day I had an incredibly vivid dream about Steven Spielberg. Since that dream I have been tearing it apart, analyzing it to pieces. It was one of those detailed … Continue reading
Dear Scotland, The past few days I have been indulging in my own private Scottish Fest. I have been blissfully enjoying the beautiful men you have given to the world. I first would like to thank you for this … Continue reading
Dear 1997, Of all of the years I have lived, you are the year I’ve hated the most. Why would you attempt to make a comeback in my world knowing the pain and suffering you’ve caused? I have long since … Continue reading
Zombiez love your brainzzz to death. Because everyone has requested more stick people, here is a Sharpie on Cardstock rerun.