"...my poor heart is sentimental....not made of wood"

Wednesday, August 22, 2007





oh also. I was going to do a book review of what i've read so far of Metaphors we Live by. But Brian is hungry now so I'll save it for another time. It's boring academic stuff anyway. In addition. I would love love love to give a great good ol' PPXC limp wrist high smacking five back to that tall blonde canadian son of gun that lights up a corner of this dark and dusty heart of mine. What a champ. Ladies and gents, what a champ. DMaas, hurtin' without you. Law school schmall school, we could use you out here, although, the doorways are a bit small. Crazy party dolphin...nothin' like it. Alright, laters.

2 comments:

  1. Bri, you look like a badass. Also, you guys should sleep in that horse trailer -- it's nice and snug, well-insulated, mobile...sure beats a stone house. Although, I suppose when you're crushing tall boys like it's your part-time job then the snugness and insulation will just come naturally.

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  2. best roof i've ever seen - no doubt about THAT. such a beautiful slanted wooden masterpiece. you should give tilt a call - they've got their new ad campaign locked up right here. lock what up? lock IT up! no YOU lock it up!
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    but seriously, what a pair of construction allstars. now we know why rome wasnt built in a day - they didn't have s mc-cee and b-money around. granted you wouldve focused most of your energy on coursing wine through those aqueducts...

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