September 7
I won't grow up.

did you ever feel like you're falling towards something that will be impossible to escape?-eddie

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I just *may* be able to go to school this semester after all. cross your fingers. and send me money.


 

12:11 AM EST

number of things/ideas that christian likes to steal from me: one hundred trillion billion.

we went to home depot today to have keys made. ummm...I love home depot. I walk in and just stare in awe and wonder, and I start salivating. I want to buy everything in there. I want to build stuff and make stuff and fix stuff and just use it all. I was walking up and down the aisles (looking for cork pieces and not finding them) and saying "oh, I need that, I need that too and that and that, i wanna buuuiiiiild stuff, ahhhh..." I bought one thing. This longish, thinish shelf. it was two dollars and fifty cents (american money). I am going to put it on top of two crates so I have a nice solid resting place for my computer. right now it's sitting on boxes next to my bed (I don't have a desk or anything here).

I am not sure if falling towards something that will be impossible to escape is a good thing or a bad thing.

It's been decided. For Halloween this year, we're using the theme of "Peanuts" and I am going to be Peppermint Patty. This makes me so happy and excited, you have no idea. I want to be Peppermint Patty. I've told two people this piece of information and both of them thought I was talking about the candy. York peppermint patties are quite tasty. I could never possibly match up to such yumminess.

if you're curious, I am cold and sleepy right now.

my room smells good right now. it has this candle/incense/ancient smell to it because my candles and incense have this sort of ancient smell to them. it isn't an overwhelming scent, just a sort of drifting fleeting scent that you sometimes catch and sometimes don't. it makes me think of autumn and winter and cold and christmas and longing and blankets and desire. I wish it would stay this way, but it won't. because nothing golden stays.

neila gave me a bite of her big kit kat and I didn't like it. I like regular kit kats but I did not like the big kit kat.

I need to go downtown and check my mailbox. maybe there is a package full of lots and lots of money and I go to the store and buy toys and furniture for my kitties and lots of books and everything in home depot.

I owe so many people an email. I should do that but I think instead I'll go to sleep and dream about elfs and poker games and farms and fake plastic rings and travellers and gypsies and best friends. you can come with me loafe. the rest of you, go to your own beds. jeez.

 

 

 

use this box for lists. christa's cafe is lists! sweet magical tasty lists!

For every list, there is an anti-list. I actually don't know what that means.
But who really cares? not me!

okay this isn't a list but i really want to know who wrote the line "nothing golden stays", it might be in a poem, I think maybe robert frost, but I am not sure, or is it just from the outsiders? I am thinking it was a robert frost poem they read in the outsiders. could someone please help me? I am really much too lazy to research this myself.

 

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