live a little dream, leave a little mess

Love me now while we're alive,
it's the best that we can do.
we'll have no time upon cloud nine,
so heaven on earth will have to do
I can sing like a bird, and dance like a demon
and I do it all so well...
cause I made a deal with the devil, and when I die,

I'm going straight to hell.

Monday, February 8, 2010

squirrel relay mondays

there's a gang of psycho schizo squirels outside my window, a whole bunch of them are chasing this one guy across the fence cause he's got a half eaten sandwich in his teeth that's bigger than his face.... oh okay so now the little one got the sandwich, and escaped along the electric wires. and they all just fell off the fence trying to leap onto the electric wires, without success. Except little buddy with the sandwich... well played, my furry friend. well played.


animals are weird.
I suppose though, I am no exception.

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