Happy Boofday to my favoritest cousin Katie Poo.
I went running today. Trying to get back into a regular running schedule has been easier since I quit (for reals this time) one of my jobs and *sniff* band (a post for a later date). I know of at least five beloved family members who died young from heart issues. Running is kind of this rebellious life affirming activity for me. As if I have any control over when or how.
But it makes me feel better than sitting around eating bacon wrapped steak and fried twinkies.
The first song my MP3 player chose for me was Pink, F**kin' Perfect.
This song resonates for me like the voice of God.
I listen to it with the profanity intact, because because because. Because. Because I believe that bad words are words spewed with an intent to hurt, regardless of what letter they start with.
The last song on my run was good too.
Running and music might be my favorite thing since ice cream and chocolate.
NOW. On to that degree.
4 Brilliant Bits of Inspiration:
Thank you for your warm up. I am so glad that you have decided to use us as such. Happy running. AND happy writing.
AH, shucks! Thanks for the birthday shout out on THE Mysterious Mrs. B. Roth blog!
I love P!nk too:) I don't know that song, I'll have to listen to it later. Ya, swear words...oops. Oh, well.
It's nice to hear from you:) Hope the work is going well...Greg's buying you a ticket out to visit us for graduation, right? :) Love ya!
That's the first time I've seen that PINK video and it's totally worth all its hype. So moving. I can't stop watching it. I cry at the end when she mouths "you are perfect to me." to her daughter. So moving!
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