possum dixon
Understanding nothing can be so comforting.
But understanding you is like biology.
You lay there on the bathroom floor hold you in my hand and don't be shy.
When you pick it up and stab it I start to bleed.
You know what to do.
Well I feel like a scientist until I'm out of breath we'll I'm good with
part and get away.
It's what I need.
When you got everything you've got nothing.
And when you got nothing you've got it all.
And marry me baby, and sleep with me baby, we'll sleep with the lights on,
and we'll sleep with
our clothes on.
yeah.
07 May 2008
02 May 2008
angelus.
there they go again.
the lady at the cash register stopped at the first sound of the bells from the PA system. she was about to scan my purchase but stopped.
the woman before me also stopped. just after the cashier handed her her change she virtually stopped from her activities, including the SOP counting-0f-change. the guard also stopped from checking the bags of the shoppers and the shoppers coming in, too, unbelievably stopped at the door, as if waiting AND, mind you, patiently. also the woman next to me; she stopped on her tracks, so is the man scanning the magazine. and the woman on the soap/detergent aisle, the couple at the infant's formula section, the cashier at the bakery section, the kid that has been running around, the baby screaming. every one stopped.
it's unbelievable. it's like a clip from the movie superman every time he uses his superfast-millisecond-movement ability.
the chinese businessmen are really talented when it comes to looking for potential things to cash in. Like attracting catholics. after all, if i'm not mistaken, henry sy may be the first to allow sunday masses inside his malls. now they're even saying angelus at 6pm, everyday.
AND IT'S DRIVING ME CRAZY!
it's close to dinner, the clouds are getting heavier and heavier by the minute, i don't have an umbrella nor do i have a jacket and i've got the office computer inside my non-waterproofed bag, and a partner waiting and getting impatient at the lobby. i'm only paying for a can of toddler's milk, lord, why do you have to make me endure this?
after almost an eternity i rushed to the lobby to find my husband grinning at my recent mishap.
and the heavy heavy rain has come. now we really have to run home.
the lady at the cash register stopped at the first sound of the bells from the PA system. she was about to scan my purchase but stopped.
the woman before me also stopped. just after the cashier handed her her change she virtually stopped from her activities, including the SOP counting-0f-change. the guard also stopped from checking the bags of the shoppers and the shoppers coming in, too, unbelievably stopped at the door, as if waiting AND, mind you, patiently. also the woman next to me; she stopped on her tracks, so is the man scanning the magazine. and the woman on the soap/detergent aisle, the couple at the infant's formula section, the cashier at the bakery section, the kid that has been running around, the baby screaming. every one stopped.
it's unbelievable. it's like a clip from the movie superman every time he uses his superfast-millisecond-movement ability.
the chinese businessmen are really talented when it comes to looking for potential things to cash in. Like attracting catholics. after all, if i'm not mistaken, henry sy may be the first to allow sunday masses inside his malls. now they're even saying angelus at 6pm, everyday.
AND IT'S DRIVING ME CRAZY!
it's close to dinner, the clouds are getting heavier and heavier by the minute, i don't have an umbrella nor do i have a jacket and i've got the office computer inside my non-waterproofed bag, and a partner waiting and getting impatient at the lobby. i'm only paying for a can of toddler's milk, lord, why do you have to make me endure this?
after almost an eternity i rushed to the lobby to find my husband grinning at my recent mishap.
and the heavy heavy rain has come. now we really have to run home.
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