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Showing posts with label want. Show all posts
Showing posts with label want. Show all posts
3.29.2010
Want. Bad.
**** MIDNIGHT EDIT... Sweet husband said I could get it with the Amazon GC we had from our wedding! MUAHAHAHAHA! It's coming tomorrow!!! Minnnnneeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...
3.26.2010
Special Delivery!
What a way to start the weekend! Until it gets bleached out a little I'm not sure y'all would appreciate the pictures... I'll try to get some good (not gruesome) pictures of the teeth, because they're really cool.
But there was a bonus tooth as well! I think it might be another cattle tooth... Wahooooo! I'm so happy! Thanks, Ann!!
3.04.2010
Magical Superpowers I wish I had...
Guitar playing like a rock star. Not even like David Gilmour, but maybe enough that I could be like, "Oh look! a campfire. let's strum, shall we?"
Hitting high notes and yodeling (lower register is fine, but MAN! Those high notes get me. Plus, who doesn't want to yodel? Isn't that how you call mountain goats?)
The ability to condense a meal into a pill so I spent less time eating and had more time for crafting
race car driving skills. Like super mad skills, in the rain, around corners... Not in my regular car on the street, but like on a race track... I want to be a race car driver. alas, my lack of depth perception sadly misinforms my abilities. which is to say, unless it is broad daylight and/or it is not raining and/or I know exactly where I'm going, I don't get behind the wheel.
I wish that html and css coding were like English to me...
I wish that I could eat as much cheese as I wanted without eventually thinking about rennet and how much fat cheese has in it.
I would like to be able to start and stop my dreams like my mother can. She can wake up and then go back to bed and think about the dream she wanted to continue, and then continue it when she falls back asleep.
Speaking of dreams, the portion of my dreams where I dream in German (I don't speak German), write poems (I always forget them) and solve tremendously difficult math problems, I wish those were true for my waking life as well.
I'm sure there are more, but that's what I have so far.
*whew* I sure am glad Blogger autosaves these drafts, cause Firefox just shut down and I thought this thing was lost forevah!
Hitting high notes and yodeling (lower register is fine, but MAN! Those high notes get me. Plus, who doesn't want to yodel? Isn't that how you call mountain goats?)
The ability to condense a meal into a pill so I spent less time eating and had more time for crafting
race car driving skills. Like super mad skills, in the rain, around corners... Not in my regular car on the street, but like on a race track... I want to be a race car driver. alas, my lack of depth perception sadly misinforms my abilities. which is to say, unless it is broad daylight and/or it is not raining and/or I know exactly where I'm going, I don't get behind the wheel.
I wish that html and css coding were like English to me...
I wish that I could eat as much cheese as I wanted without eventually thinking about rennet and how much fat cheese has in it.
I would like to be able to start and stop my dreams like my mother can. She can wake up and then go back to bed and think about the dream she wanted to continue, and then continue it when she falls back asleep.
Speaking of dreams, the portion of my dreams where I dream in German (I don't speak German), write poems (I always forget them) and solve tremendously difficult math problems, I wish those were true for my waking life as well.
I'm sure there are more, but that's what I have so far.
*whew* I sure am glad Blogger autosaves these drafts, cause Firefox just shut down and I thought this thing was lost forevah!
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