looking at the phone i notice that it’s my dad’s cell who was out playing tennis and running errands for us. “hey daddy. it’s louissa.” “hey louissa. mom said that you wanted bodywash, but i don’t know what that means.” “bodywash. yeah. i want bodywash… you know — the stuff you wash your body with.”… Continue reading the phone rings.
in my mind i must cram. and all this cramming business is just too much. but really, isn’t that what everyone is doing? while the mums are placed beside each front door everyone scrambles for just one more day of short-wearing weather, one more day at the beach, one more day picnicking, one more walk… Continue reading the frustrating change
i wear shorts and tank tops as much as i can hoping to delay the coming of cold weather. i walk as much as i can, knowing that soon i won’t be so inspired to go outside. and really, that’s the only exercise i get everyday. i listen to this song. all the time. i… Continue reading i.
the other day i was walking to work, happened to glance up and see a cop coming towards me. in the few seconds that followed my mouth went dry, my heart skipped a beat, and i actually thought, “i wonder if i’m doing anything wrong.” i then remembered that i was walking and he could… Continue reading paranoid driver
yesterday at 6:30pm i was challenged to go 40 days without coffee. day 1. 9:24am. very tired. and is that a headache i’m feeling? this could be a long 40 days.
i was going to picnic for dinner. i came home early from work to a four-member band trying on clothes while talking of image and trends and sophisticated meeting hard rock and wanting none of that punk rock stuff. i rummaged through a mumsie’s amazing mary poppins type closet and found baby boy things to… Continue reading just be.
it’s late. the midnight scone and tea party has finished and most everyone here at 1942 is busy brushing teeth and finding places to sleep. extra mattresses have been pulled out and enough room has been found for everyone who decided to rest under this roof tonight. another long day has ended and i have… Continue reading Lamentations
2:40pm and i’m going home for the day. with the click of a button i accidentally changed my theme. now it’s pink. technically i think people would say i’m getting too old for such looks. but i say that i should have fun while i’m still young. i’m in a musical. opening night is tonight.… Continue reading ramblings…
i decided something this morning as i left the house with my hair in disarray and make-up-less for the thousandth time in a row since i only give myself enough time to shower and throw clothes on before i leave. i decided that i’m tired of being tired. that’s all.
i sat in a metal chair not paying much attention to the teaching on passion. i’ve heard it before, i’ll hear it again. but suddenly i couldn’t sit there unaware of what was really being said. what had come out of his mouth challenged the way i live my life. and i didn’t really like… Continue reading likes & dislikes