housebound, sort of. today an ambulance rode down the road with my uncle keeping a pace behind it, lights flashing, 20 mph. ambled down the road, messed up, backed up carefully, and turned into the long driveway to the trailer next-door.
we all ran to the windows along the north side of the house. and stuck our noses to the glass. discussion of who, related to who else, at what age, and when last spoke to.
yours, amanda L. at 1:38 PM [+] | |
slice your face; you're it
Q: this sushi is alright!
A: especially when its late and we're hungry and they bring it to us. and we eat it in bed. here in queens. listening to young jeezy!
yours, amanda L. at 10:21 PM [+] | |
we are running a free and vigorous hotel. sometimes the houseguests cook food for us and that is the best kind of houseguest. that and the ones that allow us to get in free to the japanther show (because they are japanther.) oh, i got diamonds tattooed across my toes.
the best time to do stomach crunches is when you are high. otherwise they are a pain in the stomach. look, i'm just trying to get to queens. also, i am trying to make my family christmas presents. for christmas you may get me this book: Graffiti Brasil (thames & hudson)
yours, amanda L. at 1:49 PM [+] | |
children's book story
luke on the pink and grey tall bike balancing 30 eggs in a box with one hand, riding across the city.
1. he is going to make breakfast
2. he doesn't want to drop the eggs
3. people stop and say hi,
4. and ask for help with things
5. he loses eggs
but we all make breakfast together in the end, yes!
yours, amanda L. at 1:03 AM [+] | |