Sunday, August 15

life is like.. a bowl of cherries..

have you ever gotten that panic? the kind when you change something on your blog, and all of a sudden can't remember what the thing before that was? i'm stopping that, right now.

from now on, should i decide to change anything, i'm going to make sure i post what it *used* to be, so that i don't ever forget. those things that defined my blog were important - very much so - at the time. i don't want to forget them..

that's my gem of wisdom for the eve. be well, and take good care. also, know that i'd have been an awesome hippy, but i was meant for now, when hippies are few and far between. when i could reach more people. everything is wonderful. i love life. how could you not?

i hope jessica doesn't stress out trying to keep up, on monday. i think i'll like her, very much, and i want her to reply to my posts, because she's fucking awesome, to be frank (WHO IS FRANK?)

last post of the night. sleep well, i love you all.

2 comments:

Cleo said...

You know, I tried to make the analogy "Life is like a bowl of cherries" in English class once. But I couldn't remember the saying. So it came out, "The sky is like a bowl of jello." Not one of my finest moments, but funny as hell....

inediblehulk said...

I prefer to change things as soon as I can't remember what they are anymore. At least, I think I change them...maybe not. As far as hippies go, we're not as few and far between as you may think, there's just been a change in the social dictionary. Nowadays when someone doesn't bathe, smokes pot, opposes capitalism, sleeps with casual acquaintances, and doesn't wear shoes, you can find us under "loser". A rose by any other name, though...