whatever that means



  • glenn reynolds says: sarah who?

tiny fragments of perfection


  • if i was all the colors, i would paint you pretty in gold in a picture. (jason mraz/zero percent interest).

  • as i took him in my arms he screamed i'm not insane i'm just looking for someone to understand my pain... (five for fighting/the devil in the wishing well)

  • only the curious have something to find (nickel creek/this side)

  • you dream of colors that have never been made, you imagine songs that have never been played (this side/nickel creek)

  • it's when you cry just a little but you laugh in the middle that you've made it (jason mraz/tonight, not again)

  • don't try to fix me, i'm not broken (evanescence/hello)

another whole box of pandora's


  • i'm not the kind of man who tends to socialize/ i seem to lean on old familiar ways/ and i ain't no fool for love songs that whisper in my ears/ still crazy after all these years (paul simon / still crazy after all these years)

  • but there's something in the way you laugh that makes me feel like a child... aspects of life they confuse me, you and your thesis amuse me... after and afternoon with you... and your rich brown eyes your lips and your dark hair, elbows and exposed knees tossing toward the ceiling... after an afternoon... (jason mraz/ after an afternoon)

a long awaited end


  • face to palm... tear to tear... mouth to tongue... heart to ground... i am in love... (jason mraz/ after an afternoon)

  • there's no place to hide but i don't think i'm scared. (nickel creek/this side)

  • with a broken wing, she carries her dreams. man you oughta see her fly. (a broken wing / martina mcbride)

zero percent mine


  • all lyrics headers are lifted from my pretend boyfriend jason mraz's "zero percent interest"

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Monday, July 19, 2004

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strcpy

A guy at our gun club tells a story that may make you feel better.

they had drove to a quail hunt earlier that day. To be safe he had made sure to wear a blaze orange shirt, specifically one of Cabela's (they are *extremely* bright in case you have not seen one). On the trip back he had "the urge". So they drove on for a bit until they found a good clump of trees. Being in Tennessee this is not hard to find - we are quite wooded. So, he puts his flashers on and climbs up the bank and relieves himself. All the while passing cars are blowing thier horns. He assumes that he didn't park so well on the shoulder of the interstate. Upon getting back into the truck his partner is laughing hysterically. It turns out that under normal circumstances he would have been quite hidden but with the blaze orange shirt on, not only was where he was standing quite noticable, so was what he was doing. Keep in mind this guy is nearly 7 foot tall also so he is hard to miss.

It could have been worse, you could have been wearing one of the most visable colors known to man with constant traffic blowing thier horns at you.

sarahk

LOL. :)

well, i do have an even worse pee story once we were in the Grand Canyon, but you have to wait for it. :)

Sandy

hey Sarah! yes, i know this is a shock, but i was compelled to comment, after laughing hysterically at the memories. i just had one correction though..
how DARE you say i'm immature.
:)
call me

sarahk

hold on, gotta pick myself up off the floor, fell outta my chair when i saw a comment from Sandy. :)

i didn't say you ARE immature, i said we WERE immature 1.5 years ago when we watched the football game.

will call you after work today.

jonag

Why didn't you stop in Colorado City? Were you afraid you'd end up as some man's 14th wife??!

Alexander

Hey baby. Sorry I forgot your birthday. I'll make it up to you.

sarahk

jonag, exactly. cree.py.city.

Alexander, Shura, darling, big man! i forgive you, soldier, because i remember Orbeli! ::swoon:: thud.

p.s. hahahahahahahahaha, perfect.

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