A Simile by Navarre Scott Momaday
What did we say to each other that now we are as the deer who walk in single file with heads high with ears forward with eyes watchful with hooves always placed on firm ground in whose limbs there is latent flight
My cousins are gone, my home is quieter, and I need to update my ipod soon.
My younger pubescent cousins are at my house for the 3rd consecutive frickin’ day. All they do is complain, drink our juice, eat our peanut butter (MY CRUNCHY PEANUT BUTTER!), use our high speed internet, and watch our HD TV. The worst part of it all is that my older sister just humors their tomfoolery. This morning I woke up to these savage little trollops cuddling up on my bed, gosh like...
I used to hate live versions of songs, but now I love them, especially when artists are awesome at adding something special to a song I already like =)
I wish I was special =/…
Yay! I have new internet now. It’s cable instead of dsl; I’m not picky as long as it’s fast, but yeah OMG having no internet for like a week/so has been like so annoying.