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You'll have to go read up to find out the concept of this site, which is sort of amusing to me, the original steal-and-run memer.
Anyway.
Complete each sentence.
I am: having great difficulty forcing my eyes to focus tonight. Literally. Can't see. I think I've broken my eyes. Hard to see the Pack, hard to see the screen. P'raps I oughta go to bed. But the Stoli, she is tasting very good tonight.
I think: I'm losing my mind. I can't find ANYthing around here!
I know: when I stand up I won't be able to walk for a good 30 seconds. My legs are killing me. Still.
I have: committed to doing something else. I need to stop doing that.
I wish: I wasn't so cranky tonight.
I hate: the fact that my favorite jeans no longer fit.
I miss: a large number of people I've known who are dead: Ellen, Roy, Dane, Linda G., Briny, Dad, MIL, Bill S., my mother's brother Del (whom I don't remember at all so this makes no sense), all the book ladies. Bit morbid tonight.
I fear: being wrong. Being laughed at.
I hear: better than my dad did at my age.
I smell: better than I did at 3:00.
I crave: S U G A R!
I search: for the damn folders I've misplaced for youth group, to no avail. I am VERY frustrated about this.
I wonder: if I can lose this weight.
I regret: ...oh let's just NOT start. I have a bad enough case of the guilts tonight!
I love: Sparky more than I can ever try to explain. I will love him till I stop breathing. Even if loving him kills me.
I ache: [see previous answer]
I am not: at all sure what other people see in me.
I believe: this.
I dance: rarely. I need to dance more.
I sing: a lot and it drives Sparky nuts. Too bad: I have a passably good voice; he doesn't know how lucky he is.
I cry: much less often than I used to.
I fight: dirty.
I win: poorly because I feel bad for the loser(s).
I lose: poorly because I'm selfish.
I never: imagined the future the way it is.
I always: breathe.
I confuse: my perceptions of reality with the actuality of the world often.
I listen: with difficulty.
I can usually be found: in the vicinity of a computer.
I am scared: of very little. I don't waste time on being scared--I go right to FEAR!
I need: to convince Beast to throw out some shit. We are drowning!
I am happy about: FIL moving to our town.
I imagine: John Lennon is laughing his ass off with Jesus in heaven...when they aren't crying their eyes out.
Sunday night
4 years ago
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