electric pink |
I live on a small street, with very small shoes but in a big house, with a big wardrobe. I've got the whole world in my hands; it's a small world after all. And there's not much to say on five bucks a...
Posted by paula-t on Wed, 16 Apr 2008 07:46:00 PST |
Vatican Issues New Sins |
Vatican has issued a new list of their "social" sins.
Here is the link to the story: http://www.bloomberg.com/apps/news?pid=20601102&sid=aizl
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I find 5 and 6 particularl...
Posted by paula-t on Tue, 11 Mar 2008 05:53:00 PST |
my new friends... |
so far i have heard them call me "fawn," "doe eyes," and "bambi."it's kind of like being in prison, but minus the potential of being raped and you don't have to trade cigarettes for protection. (that ...
Posted by paula-t on Tue, 22 Jan 2008 07:09:00 PST |
she rides |
"the snowiest city in the county,"they proclaimed proudly. travel brochures and infomercials echoing, curled fingerslips, asking us to invest in their 401k.
and,they were right. (for once!)so as i cli...
Posted by paula-t on Sun, 09 Dec 2007 09:18:00 PST |
1234. |
it was a balmy summer night when we laid in the grass listening to gypsy moths strum their guitars around a fire.the blades stung my palms as i tried to hold myself soberand keep my eyes from falling....
Posted by paula-t on Sun, 18 Nov 2007 03:21:00 PST |
her continuous mondays leave me dry... |
When they come out to find you And they cannot describe you Someone somewhere has to buy you out of your weekend Friday is the fever And Monday the destroyer You are a permanent feature Perpetual week...
Posted by paula-t on Wed, 14 Nov 2007 11:58:00 PST |
another installment of "this shit only happens to paula" |
this may work better for those of you who know the layout of my apartment. for those who don't, i enter my apartment through a side door via the fire escape. i rarely use the front door, mostly only t...
Posted by paula-t on Tue, 06 Nov 2007 02:27:00 PST |
insert appropriate hardcore lyrics; however ironic |
"Time draweth wrinkles in a fair face, but addeth fresh colors to a fast friend, which neither heat, nor cold, nor misery, nor place, nor destiny, can alter or diminish." - John Lyly
Over the past few...
Posted by paula-t on Mon, 05 Nov 2007 05:46:00 PST |
when you’ve got friends like these... |
when i was younger, in my late teens and early twenties, i cared so deeply what people thought about me. even strangers. i would have panic attacks over snide remarks from an acquaintence's acquainten...
Posted by paula-t on Thu, 06 Sep 2007 07:14:00 PST |
echo echo |
i laid there breathing in tune to the cicadasan anxious exhaustion's bass drum rhythmpounding in the caves of my chest.
stalag-might.stalag-tight.
i think i'll sleep alone tonite....
Posted by paula-t on Thu, 16 Aug 2007 11:22:00 PST |
