Life was never meant to be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "WOW! What a ride!" ~ Hunter S. Thompson
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28 October 2010
Semi-Productive
Progress on homework: about a sentence of the reading done.
Status of bedroom: absolutely pristine
Nothing like homework to get my room clean.
3 comments:
Mom
said...
Oh may thine grades be just as crystal and pristine come the close of hither term. Then the gleam of matrons brow will thy reward shine upon thee. As well thy patriarchal beaming glance upon thy splendid report pierce when once thou bringeth it yonder to his residence in grand Texas Kingdom.
Ah, fair lady with one but lonely sentence read....stay lovely and pristine and homework subdue and conquer valiantly within thy spotless abode!!
3 comments:
Oh may thine grades be just as crystal and pristine come the close of hither term. Then the gleam of matrons brow will thy reward shine upon thee. As well thy patriarchal beaming glance upon thy splendid report pierce when once thou bringeth it yonder to his residence in grand Texas Kingdom.
Ah, fair lady with one but lonely sentence read....stay lovely and pristine and homework subdue and conquer valiantly within thy spotless abode!!
Thine mother striketh mine heart to the point of blasting. Mine voice doth ring merrily with laughter.
Blasting with laughter, I meaneth. Liketh crackething uppeth.
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