Daily Archives: 7 November, 2014

Good Old Fashioned Musical Meme

What does the next year have in store for me?

What’s my love life like?
Jerry Springer/One Week

What do I say when life gets hard?
A Whole New World

What do I think of upon waking up?
Check Yes Or No

What song will I dance to at my wedding?
Bitter Sweet Symphony

What do I want as a career?
Arabian Nights

What’s my favorite saying?
Stronger (What Doesn’t Kill You)

What’s my favorite place?

What do I think of my parents?
Back on the Map

What’s my porn star name?
Rock You Like a Hurricane

Where would I go on a first date?
Socially Acceptable

What’s my drug of choice?
Sweet Caroline

How would I describe myself?
who Am I Living For?

What’s the thing I like doing most?
I Love Rocky Road

What’s my state of mind at the moment?
The World Will Know

How will I die?
Every Breath You Take

I’m Gonna Write You a Letter

Yesterday, your pet/baby/inanimate object could read your post. Today, they can write back. Write a post from their point of view (or just pick any non-verbal creature/object).
Return Address

I have no idea what my Kindle Fire would respond back with. Most likely “God damn it, stop using me so often. Give me a break.

Or maybe “Use me more often.” I do tend to leave it on the bed in the mornings. But if I bring it into the living room, nothing, and I mean nothing, will actually get done if I had my Kindle in the living room with me.

My truck would tell me “See, I told you not to worry. It was just a hiccup. The wind went in the wrong pipe”. The truck got her code scanned, and it was my MAF sensor. It happens when wind gets up weird in the engine or whatever. Happens more often than it should but it doesn’t hurt the truck (confirmed by a couple different mechanics). That’s good news.

I Think We’re Alone Now


I think we’re alone now
There doesn’t seem to be anyone around
I think we’re alone now
The beating of our hearts is the only sound