Well, I have always wanted to go there. Ever since I was a wee lass and heard bugs bunny and daffy duck talk about it so frequently. I mean, if the cartoon wise cracking bunny and the co-dependent duck want to go there then sign me up!
It was only later in life that I realized they may have just brought it up due to the fact it has a silly name.
So my song would be shrouded in deceit and an unfulfilled dream. Slap Brittany Spears on it kissing another girl and we have a hit!
Did you have a brain tumor for breakfast?
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I live here. I can't pine what I see every day. I did leave. For 4 years, maybe 5. Lived in Atlanta, Louisiana. And I didn't want to come back here. You can ask anyone. I left here with no desire to return except for visitation. And yet, here I am. There is something sweet and salty about home. Sweet because you know it. You really KNOW it. Salty because so does everyone else... Welcome to small town livin...
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We need more ninja's. If there were more ninja's perhaps people wouldn't act like such asshats on a consistent basis. "Oh, I better watch what I say, she could be a NINJA on her free time." There isn't enough fear of retribution for asshattiness in this country. I feel Ninja's would fix that.
Hi Ya!
If there is any object that requires patience and concentration it is the rotary phone. Now, if you are old enough to remember using one you know that one misplaced finger and you have to start all over. JUST ONE. 1-255-5 SHIT, that should have been a six. Tap the two buttons that hung up the phone and start over. Not to mention, I always got really pumped when I dialed a number with a zero. I thought it was memorizing to watch the dial go allllllllllll the way back around again.
What? Don't judge me! We had 5 channels with NO remote and a broke ass Atari, I had nothing else to do!
And of course this was before Caller ID. HOW did we ever answer phones when it could have been ANYONE? The HORROR...
Estee Lauder Gloss
Because it makes me look sparkly and pouty. Think Rainbow brite and Paris Hilton's love child...
Starbucks Card
Because without it, I would be unconscious. I must have a triple espresso hit daily. And who wants to keep putting those 4.50 charges in their checkbooks?? Yes, it is expensive but it is my vice. And vice's should be expensive. Cheaper than crack I always say...
The Palace is one of the, or is the, oldest bar in this hemisphere. Or something to that effect. It is a very Piratey place and makes a drink called "Pirate's Punch" It is named this because you will feel as if you have been punched repeatedly by a kangaroo on meth when you wake up the next morning. There are 77 liquors in it and some rotted fruit. Arrrrrrg... No Scurvy HERE! Just Liver serosis!
It is a local favorite and has been around well, forever. Literally. So it is a place that is easy to find for those wayward souls who actually leave the island. Everyone knows there is a huge magnet buried off of Ft. Clinch that keeps everyone here magnetically. If you actually did move away, clearly you are different, and no one likes different people. *See embarassing youth story for further explination*
I have licked the dancefloor and sidewalk outside of this establishment in years past. I have humped the wooden pirate guarding the door and watched a former husband do the "Worm" on the dance floor after giving me a very provocative lap dance.
Who wouldn't want to meet here??
That's right, I will see all of you bitches at 5:30pm EST.
I don't eat when I stress. I smoke and/or drink. I CRAVE comfort food. Home made macaroni and cheese, creme brule, steak, mashed potatoes, fried pork chop biscuits with gravy. I dig gravy. As long as it doesn't make things soggy. I don't do sog. That is UN-comforting to me and makes me want to regurgitate. Anyway, I like to eat when I am comfy not stressed. Which is why I thought they called it comfort food. I suppose it is supposed to comfort. Food works for me, I don't work for food. Wait...
Anyway, to answer the question...
Sugar
Starch
This book is vital to me because "The Lottery" helped me decide to write. The simplicity and beauty of her writing pushed me over the edge to get serious about it. I have teetered for years. Is it a hobby, a love, or a career? Can it be all three? I don't know, but after I read that story and it shook me, I decided I wanted to shake others too...
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The Light
"Stop thinking about it so much."
Anything that reminds me that the entire world isn't about ME. I mean it is, but not in the anxiety driven way I tend to make it. I need to learn to let the little things go. Breathe a bit. Remember to enjoy life. Breathe.... In and out. Easy. Like sex.
Any phrase that gets me out of my own head is advice I love.
So GET OVER YOURSELF!
I flew from Jax to Oklahoma to meet up with my then boyfriend. Then me and his parents drove back from Oklahoma. His dad got mad at me because I didn't like a certain ice cream. I am still not sure what that was about. So I slept. THE ENTIRE WAY. And it was still too long...
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Because it is filled to the brim with Awesomeness. And who doesn't want to stare at Brad Pitt planning the demise of the Bureaucratic masses?? And Norton isn't bad to stare at either. Eventhough Helena Bohnam Carter makes me wanna smoke...
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I would like her to make cookies while I am all high and on tour. I am assuming I would be high when I am on tour. Because I wouldn't want to be the only rapper not smoking the ganja. Gotta blend.
John Madden
I want him to explain each and every move I make, commentator style. I would keep some defibrillators around just in case he has that heart attack that follows him like a shadow. Gotta keep the posse healthy...
Are You that Someone? by Aliyah
This song stays on my Ipod and in the car because it came out when I moved to Atlanta. The first time I left home. I remember hearing it when I drove into Atlanta for the first time (I moved there before actually visiting first). Then I saw the "Home of So So Def Records" sign and knew I was home...
Roll Black Water by The Doobie Brothers
Just because I love that song... It for me is traveling music.
Killing in the name of by Rage Against the Machine
Cause I like to bank my head and curse whilst I drive. And not just at other drivers.
Cause it is Toto and Toto ROCKS. Who Doesn't like Toto???
Because every time I hear this song, I want to dance to it. EVERY FRIGGIN TIME.
It reminds me of growing up in the South. I mean growing up in the trailer, with the laundry hanging outside on the line, drinking kool-aid, and listening to Skynard and Kenny Rogers. YEEE HAW! ;-)
Pandora Are Serious Cat
I once received a kitty night light. I was 28. I am not the "girly girl" it was very bizarre. Came from a close family member too. I think it was one of those, oh yeah it is Sarah's birthday, oh look, a kitty nightlight, I am sure that will do..."
I have NO idea what happened to the kitteh night light. I think it sits under my bed and plans my demise...
Short attention span. Would finish it if I had more time...
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