Five oh

Jan. 11th, 2007 11:34 pm
squirrella: (Default)
Dear Miss Angela,

The cookies were good. I ate them all at the Snyder Station. I walked past a German Shepherd at SPHigh and couldn't figure out why he was barking and whining at me through the fence. It wasn't until I saw the cop at the station that I got a little paranoid.

Anyways, I only ate one. They're awfully chocolate-y!

Sleep-sleep-sleepily,
Diva Sqrl.

(this message was typed in Word to facilitate editing)
squirrella: (car lust)
Tomorrow's going to be one hella-busy Saturday, and really, I need a Saturday where I can sleep in a little, or at least not have to be shitted, showered, and shaved before 8am.

All Saturday morning, the following is happening: Mom's coming up to visit/help with some things that are in need of getting done, the plastererererer guy is coming to put on another coat of plaster (this'll be the fourth or fifth coat; he should be painting by next week!), a towing company should be coming to pick up the Subaru and whisk it away to Donation Heaven (more on that later, perhaps), our new refrigerator should be delivered and our old moldy one hauled away. Hopefully, the dryer repairman will FINALLY show up and replace the *other* coil so that we can once again have a dryer that works. Without a car, I won't be able to run 6 loads of laundry down to the laundromat and back. At least, I won't be able to do that and keep the task under 2 hours.

My plans for Sunday are still up in the air, and at this point, I'd just as soon not do anything. It's been an unbelievably difficult month for us...
squirrella: (much more than this)
End of the world

Why does the sun go on shining
Why does the sea rush to shore
Don't they know it's the end of the world
'Cause you don't love me any more

Why do the birds go on singing
Why do the stars glow above
Don't they know it's the end of the world
It ended when I lost your love

I wake up in the morning and I wonder
Why everything's the same as it was
I can't understand, no, I can't understand
How life goes on the way it does

Why does my heart go on beating
Why do these eyes of mine cry
Don't they know it's the end of the world
It ended when you said goodbye

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