21 effin' days. +3 hours, 25 minutes. so ready. i miss you so much. mostly i just wish i could see your face, watch it change into all those funny expressions you cant seem to hide and are many times wildly inappropriate--i.e. around chris. it just makes me happy. hugs would be good too.
i'm sore now, i was a little over ambitious with the limb-cutters, i could do it, but i will be paying tomorrow. stupid rotten tree falling over. stupid nasty ROACHES crawling out of the rotten stump! oh my dear Lord i thought i was going to die. flying. nasty. bpghjkeffklJSBFJbgpiEDJCNLKAJVBPAEIRUFH. one word. maybe two, i dunno. here, one phrase--heebee geebeeeeeeeeesssss! i totally spelled it right, i stand by it.
the worst of the lovely ms. fay will be tomorrow apparently. hoepfully we'll have powaaaa! no air conditioning is what i most worry about--its gets fricken hot! oh well. geez, i'm using an obnoxious amount of exclamations! all of a sudden, i dont normally bust those out. unless the word pop! comes up. i always put one after pop!.
pop! corn
pop!art
pop!tarts...i digress.
i'm irritated but i guess its best to not really bring it up. i;'m really frustrated. and i just gave some advice to someone i think i should go follow myself.
peace.
and i don't regret choosing You
and i'm not ashamed that it's You
who holds my heart
my heart.
------------------->barlowgirl*
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