getting my shit together.....my poop in a group if you will.yeah, that hasn't happened. i keep talking about it though.
typhoid mary...i wonder if she knows how important she is.
something with a snappy beat that puts a little hitch in my gitty-up.there hasn't been a hitch in my gitty-up for quite some time, i'll be honest. unless i'm at home rockin' out drinking whiskey late at night. or in new york with my girls.
i remember those...though i haven't seen one in so very long.i've caught one or two. but why go to movies when i can sit at home and watch tv? movies are for people who like to hang out in dark rooms together.
i'm ready to admit that i have an unhealthy interest in vh1.it's true, i still do but i pretty much watch anything so long as it helps melt my brain and keeps me from actually doing anything with my life.
big fat ones that suck you in then spit you out and then you wrestle with it for a bit but you win and you finish it but it doesn't finish you. so there. ha. sucker thought you'd get me but you didn't.ha! at this point i'm lucky if i read the comics.
my family. and cowboys.not really, it just seemed like something to say. about the cowboys i mean. my family is amazing.