Thought I was dead, didn't you? thats okay... ^_^ I have been drawing up a storm and I can't wait to post what I've been up to!!!!

Once again I find myself alone, I wanted my distance but I miss so many people. I'm by myself in La crosse, hoping for the return of a friend...

Man, achievement is explaining why it's taking 6 years to graduate -.-... oh well, at least I have my friends ^_^

I've been watching the Godfather for a while and got the whim to search for the soundtrack, one of the songs had such lovely lyrics.. so I'm posting them! ^_^ Hope you guys enjoy them, and may you share these lyrics with someone you love!!!!

Speak softly love
And hold me warm against your heart
I feel your words
The tender trembling moments start

We're in our world
Our very own
Sharing a love that only
Few have ever known

Wine colored days, warmed by the sun
Deep velvet nights, when we are one

Speak softly love
So no one hears us but the sky
The vows of love we make
Will live until we die

My life is yours
And all because
You came into my world with
Love so softly love

Wine colored days, warmed by the sun
Deep velvet nights, when we are one

Speak softly love
So no one hears us but the sky
The vows of love we make
Will live until we die

My life is yours
And all because
You came into my world with
Love so softly love

Coffee is my friend in the morning! Look what I digged up!

FOXY'S SPEECH
Journal Entry: Fri Feb 25, 2005, 1:49 PM
I....have a dream- that when I get old I'll have a sexy 20 year old guy as my peice of ass around the house. Old women usually perfer the creepy attraction of cats or glass figures; but after menopause I still want a ripped he-b*tch. Even if I'm "too" old for a guy as such, I want him to have a creepy fetish for my saggy breasts and my multiple wrinkles- someone who will carress my 1 and a half foot streatch of mommy pillows and help me put on my ointment! This is my dream, a sexy man beast that will spoon feed me my applesause and medication before and after making sweet luvins to me and/or changing my diaper.

continues) Someone who will love me even though my hips aren't what they used to and adore me for my fine collection of quilt samples and exotic tea. My dream is not a bunch of babble created by a dillusional college female.... it's a promise that my shuffle board playing friends and I wish to keep.