Sunday, August 29, 2010

Not feeling the LDR today...

LDR means Long Distance Relationship if you didn't catch that.


I got a free shirt last night at Poor Pauls. 



Let's be honest, who doesn't love FREE STUFF!! Even though I look anything but thrilled in this picture...


I love this poem by e.e. cummings.  (No I'm not being lazy with my capitalization, that's how he wrote his name.  He's the one who's lazy with capitalization.) 


i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
                                  i fear
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)







Sorry if I'm triggering your gag reflex right now.  I woke up this morning moderately hung over and trying to remember all of the ways I made a fool out of myself last night while rampaging around Tallahassee with my Grandlittle and a few other sororstitutes.  I can only say one thing...SOO MANY FRESHMAN.  And one of the things I hate about Tallahassee is that the slut-o-meter is off the CHARTS, especially when all the leetle freshmen are parading around in their "dresses that are actually shirts but hey I'll be drunk and won't care if my butt cheeks are showing." 


POINT IS, when I woke up this morning, I wanted nothing more than to roll over and squish my nose into boyfriend's shoulder and go back to sleep.  Alas, he was not in bed next to me but 6 hours away in SC probably sleeping and not missing me at all.  Just kidding.  He always misses me because I'm great and not annoying and never call him at 4 am to tell him about the amazing chicken nuggets I just ate. 


And here is a funny picture of Smelly Belly.





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  1. dresses that are actually shirts but hey I'll be drunk and won't care if my butt cheeks are showing."
    This seems very reminiscent of a late night conversation (not to be named) where you so intelligently stated this theory, just with fewer words...it still makes me laugh.

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