I was gonna title this post cinco mas but I like Mexican trash better. Only five more days till my birthday (yay!) Melissa got my present which was not tix to phantom of the opera, but I think ill live. Ill just have to see it next year.
Speaking of Melissa she has been on my nerves lately. I don't know why buy everything she says to me gets under my nerves and on my skin. Strike that reverse it (ha ha love gene wilder) I dunno.
I have a board meeting on my birthday which sucks but it doesn't really matter cause Rikki works till eight and that means Maggie and aileen will both be at the meet with me till eight. So that just leaves the rest of the party. Ha ha oh well it'll work out cause I said so.
About Me
- me
- Albuquerque, New Mexico, United States
- Pablo Neruda Sonnet XVII (100 Love Sonnets, 1960) I don't love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz or arrow of carnations that propagate fire: I love you as certain dark things are loved, secretly, between the shadow and the soul. I love you as the plant that doesn't bloom and carries hidden within itself the light of those flowers, and thanks to your love, darkly in my body lives the dense fragrance that rises from the earth. I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where, I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I don't know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep it is your eyes that close "Nothing in the world is the way it ought to be. It's harsh, and cruel, but that's why there's us. It doesn't matter where we come from, or what we've done, or suffered, or even if we make a difference. We live as though the world were as it should be, to show it what it can be." --Angel
