I have resorted to blogging about my animals. I should be blogging about my newly adopted daughter, but no..............THIS EFF'ING BLOWS.
And now some words from the spectacular David Bowie:
Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the strain)
Ch-ch-Changes
Don't want to be a richer man
Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the strain)
Ch-ch-Changes
Just gonna have to be a different man
Time may change me
But I can't trace time
Friday, January 11, 2008
2012
Posted by Operationtigerlily at 9:08 AM
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Time is like this moving sidewalk, you know, like the ones you see in airports. We're born into this dimension of time. And it's gonna keep moving forward. So we choose if we lay down, sit, walk, run, dance, whatever, while we're here... while the clock keeps ticking and we move forward.
Right now. I'm laid out flat and just hoping I land in China.
F-in sucks.
KRJ gave a great analogy. Too true!
Keep smilin!
I'm feeling really deep today:
I say "Waaaaaaaaah!"
You're right. This blows big time.ne
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