give thanks and praises

Swans are monogamous creatures. Nice work. I bet in the bird world, harpies (In Greek mythology, smelly, razor-sharp clawed birds, who defiled the food of King Phineus of Salmydessus) resent these fuckers.


It's my goal to kill my upcoming final exams with every weapon in Clue. I'm going to wrench my Religious Studies paper and then candlestick my Sociology exam and also revolver whip my Psychology test until I am victorious.

this sweater vest only cost me 50 cents. a large fries costs more than this sweater vest.

Things You Will Like More If You Smoke Weed, As They Irresistibly Appeal To The Five Senses:
- Planet Earth
- all you can eat buffets
- Family Guy (WARNING: this may turn on you and end up freaking you out hardcore, i.e. when Peter is Mary Poppins and murders those British children)
- coloring books and a wide range of Sharpies
- the dialogue on Gossip Girl. I mean, I know it's only a show...but ugh, nobody can be that stupid.
- feeling nostalgic and going through Facebook pictures from high school, because it is a wonderful relief remembering how little of it really mattered.
- any candy that looks like it's kind of made out of radioactive toxic waste or is just straight up sugar (i.e. Fun Dip, Pixie Sticks, Baby Bottle Pops).
- showering and then curling up with hot chocolate and a good book (This book definitely knows what's up.)
- natural history museums
- glowsticks
- learning American Sign Language to Mariah Got That Fiyaah's Touch My Body.
- StumpleUpon. (Obviously. Just don't get too antisocial and fall into the trap of becoming entrenched in looking up Einstein quotes and botanic trivia and things like that.)
- http://moodstream.gettyimages.com/usa/
- FLAMIN' HOT CHEETOS. Flamin' Hot Fritos are also acceptable. And then you'll look like you got into a factory mishap with red fingers.




i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite a new thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body. i like what it does,
i like its hows. i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones, and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like,, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz
of your electric fur, and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh . . . . And eyes big Love-crumbs,

and possibly i like the thrill

of under me you quite so new

-- e.e. cummings


Goddamn. When poetry is bad, it's absolutely terrible (i.e:
"We've been together a long time
in both good times and bad,
Even though some times were uneasy
it's been the best six months I've ever had...")
but when it's good...it can be the most beautiful arrangement of words that it makes me want to cry.