Samoan Punch

One of the most awkward moments in my life was when my dad took me to see Rush Hour 3. If you’ve ever seen in it, it opens with Chris Tucker, in a police uniform, singing “Do Me, Baby.”

I could not control the expression on my face and my dad knows I love both Prince & Chris Tucker…..

Yeah.

We didn’t talk about the movie at all afterwards.

if i had to choose one song to play in my head forever, it just may be Regina Spektor’s On the Radio.

I freaking love coffee.
That’s it.

And right now, I can’t have caffeine & it killing me, but this decaf vanilla latte from Starbucks today was delicious.

Big baby syndrome.

I can’t stand being tickled.
&
I don’t like sauce on my pizza.

When being tickled, I just lose control. I’m weak. Haha & I can’t take it!

When we order pizza, I usually get my own large stuffed crust. Not just because I’m a fat ass but because they think im weird for not wanting sauce.

yaniibam:

Oh, my love
my darling
I’ve hungered for your touch
a long lonely time
and time goes by so slowly
and time can do so much
are you still mine?
I need your love
I need your love
Godspeed your love to me

Lonely rivers flow to the sea,
to the sea
to the open arms of the sea
lonely…

Most awesome song ever.

Last night involved one of my brothers & him explaining why he preferred red pasta sauce over white sauce and unicorns.

Before that, my dream involved aliens & an elementary school hall filled with cookies.

Yep. Stale. And cheap. No stale Cheetos, they don’t wok as well. They have to be some unknown brand.

So does my Dad.
So does my little sister.

The weird things that can run in families.

I want one.

Lately, my It’s-Time-For-A-Baby radar has been blaring. Someone must’ve tripped it, though, because it is nowhere near time for a bundle of joy around here.

But, I can’t help but think what a little me & he would look like.

Umkay…

My hair. It’s retarded.
It’s thick on the left side & long on the right. I didn’t realize this until I put pigtails in. It’s pretty noticeable.