Stolen, from Mark. |
1. You're infected. Your top 8-24 has the cure. One must die. Who?Whew...thank god I don't have a top 8-24. Everyone lives!! Cept me of course..I go on with my infected self wondering why I'm infected...
Posted by Alouette on Sat, 21 Jul 2007 11:18:00 PST |
Je suis étourdi |
Je suce à la vie processus.
Blah blah.
Pointless "blog".
Hope everyone is doing well though. I miss you folks. ...
Posted by Alouette on Thu, 08 Mar 2007 11:17:00 PST |
Oh Bridget Jones...how I love you... |
" 6:00pm - Completely exhausted by entire day of date-preparation. Being a woman is worse than being a farmer- there is so much harvesting and crop spraying to be done: legs to be waxed, underarms to ...
Posted by Alouette on Thu, 31 Aug 2006 05:32:00 PST |
Alouette, gentille Alouette..... |
Allouette, je te plumeria
Je te plumeria la tete....
(someone echo me damn't)
Et la tete....
Alouette...
Ooo-oooo-ohhhhooooooo!!
*dances around*...
Posted by Alouette on Tue, 22 Aug 2006 01:08:00 PST |
I like this poem, thought I would share. |
The Chair She Sits In
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I've heard this thing where, when someone dies,People close up all the holes around the house
The keyholes, the chimney, the windows,Even the mouths of the anima...
Posted by Alouette on Mon, 21 Aug 2006 02:42:00 PST |
To my friends. |
Ive been inspired to try and compose my feelings into a blog due to the responses I received from a bulletin I posted earlier today, including a phone call from Alex and a ...
Posted by Alouette on Tue, 15 Aug 2006 12:49:00 PST |
