… and groovin’ was groovin’
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Monthly Archives: July 2015
doin’ her investigative reporting W-I-D-E stance!!
… someone thinks she’s hot, lol! Won’t even bother to acknowledge her by name… hell no initials either. Fuck her. Pissed I missed her from a more head-on angle, had the perfect view too, but kept creeping forward in babyzen while hurriedly rushing to get my phone out. Is two days in a row now I saw her standing in the exact spot at Dundas Square as well. Me thinks she loves the attention and adoration. Again… fuck her!
Katarina, you Russian Rock!!
Yet, were being coy/curious ’bout me having my name staring at ya as we spoke?! Yep, me too girl, I Russian Rock w/ the best of them! Am happy as hell for all your help… putting my mind at ease help, lol! Looks like I’m good to go! Suh-weet!!
gone crabbing! crab gone!
best zodiac sign (ever, lol) is leaving us again till next year. and, much much too soon – went by so fucking fast! on a positive note; least we have 10 more days of July left. wanna give a big shout-out to all you cancer babies out there. personally know SO SO many, and always think of you all come summer. also, BIG shout-out to everyone who sent b’day wishes my way… thanks! peace&love!
fait accompli
done deal! i’m locked in… ain’t no turning back now no matter what!
… and may just blog shit ’bout the whole thing – well, not the WHOLE thing, lol. but as per usual, am cryptically holding my cards close to the vest. poker face game face is on y’all… dead man dans hand w/my aces&eights … lol!
someday soon and I don’t know when your little world will come crashing in
don’t think twice say I’ll be around turn your back someone’s gonna let you down
you know that it’s true nobody led you on left that to you
now you’ll be alone when the sun comes up
your tattered little dreams and a broken cup
then you’ll have to trust yourself and don’t believe in anymore lies
you waste your time think too much really make a mess of the things you touch
poor little bird with a broken wing
better look around now you know your losing everything it’s just a game
you know that it’s true nobody led you on left that to you
now you’ll be alone when the sun comes up
your tattered little dreams and a broken cup
then you’ll have to trust yourself and don’t believe in anymore lies
you waste your time think too much really make a mess of the things you touch
poor little bird with a broken wing
better look around now you know your losing everything it’s just a game
thought you had it all lined up somehow that’s changed
now you’ll have to run and not get caught
and you’ll have to hide if you like it or not
then you’ll have to trust yourself and don’t believe in anymore liessomeday soon it won’t be long you’ll ring the bell but they’ll all be gone
they took your jewels and your statues too
left you with a pile of things you never learned how to use here it comes again
you showed us where it all began well here’s where it endsand you’ll be alone when the sun comes up tattered little dreams and a broken cup
then you’ll have to trust yourself and don’t believe in anymore
trust yourself and don’t believe in anymore
trust yourself and don’t believe in anymore lies
yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
now you’ll have to run and not get caught
and you’ll have to hide if you like it or not
then you’ll have to trust yourself and don’t believe in anymore liessomeday soon it won’t be long you’ll ring the bell but they’ll all be gone
they took your jewels and your statues too
left you with a pile of things you never learned how to use here it comes again
you showed us where it all began well here’s where it endsand you’ll be alone when the sun comes up tattered little dreams and a broken cup
then you’ll have to trust yourself and don’t believe in anymore
trust yourself and don’t believe in anymore
trust yourself and don’t believe in anymore lies
yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
two minutes fifty-five seconds!
… timed my trip on the ferry to the islands this morning. was on a retrieval run (was in the queue till the fourth crossing). coming back was a breeze… me and one lonely little car, lol. apparently, nobody wants to leave that time of day… can’t blame ’em!
pics from today…
