definitionofyellow.blogspot.com
em drawyaw: 12.2008
http://definitionofyellow.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html
Why in tarnation would jasper want an english yew? Inspired by semi-sleep sleeping thoughts. If that makes any sense at all. I promise one day you'll make your debut. Tom stoppard wrote a play called. It opened in new york city on january 5, 1984 at the plymouth theatre. it was directed by mike nichols. ive been reading it over and over the past few days. This post catalogues a conversation i had with david about it about how a mysterious copy of. Got onto the bookshelf. Hey do you know what this is?
quirked-quirk.blogspot.com
Nonsensical Contemplations: November 2010
http://quirked-quirk.blogspot.com/2010_11_01_archive.html
Monday, November 29, 2010. So I'm engaged.WHAT? It's so bizarre to think about. I think since I've worked overtime since it happened it hasn't really hit me yet. I'll look down and see the bling on my finger but for some reason it doesn't seem so strange anymore. I think this is due to the fact that I've been awaiting this for quite some time. Ok, so the story. Harry Potter time. (which was awesome by the way). But then the thought went away. I want you to read this," he said. This was something big.
wendybirdstory.blogspot.com
wendybirdstory: August 2009
http://wendybirdstory.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html
Thursday, August 20, 2009. Dear brooklyn home,. Please let that GIANT cockroach that i saw on the toaster oven. Last night be a figment of my imagination. Please somehow eliminate it from the universe. I'd rather have a mouse if you must send a replacement. Posted by Jessika Doyel. Tuesday, August 11, 2009. One hour too shy. Oh, why didn't you muster up the courage to take your hand out from under the blanket? Too scared too scared. Just take out your hand and set it beside you. Posted by Jessika Doyel.
wendybirdstory.blogspot.com
wendybirdstory: May 2010
http://wendybirdstory.blogspot.com/2010_05_01_archive.html
Tuesday, May 11, 2010. Posted by Jessika Doyel. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Red doors, cinnamon smells, cozy scarves, bearded fellows,. A good cup of coffee, subway awkwardness, old people stories,. Christmas lights, the big kind of love, truth, knock-the-breath-outta-you bear hugs. I have a love/hate relationship with uncontrollable blushing. It just needs a red door.
wendybirdstory.blogspot.com
wendybirdstory
http://wendybirdstory.blogspot.com/2010/02/right-now-i-could-really-just-punch-you.html
Saturday, February 13, 2010. Right now, i could really just punch you hard in the face. I'm not a violent girl, but in an instant, that could all change. Sometimes people just deserve to get punched right smack dab in the kisser. and you are one of those people and now is one of those times. Posted by Jessika Doyel. Im gonna need a name. February 14, 2010 at 2:26 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Red doors, cinnamon smells, cozy scarves, bearded fellows,. It just needs a red door.
wendybirdstory.blogspot.com
wendybirdstory
http://wendybirdstory.blogspot.com/2010/03/so.html
Monday, March 29, 2010. So in with the new news. I'm driving across the country this summer with my lovely best buddy rachael. And i can't even tell you how excited i am. i was planning to stay up in nyc this summer, but with me not being certain if i had a job, and this opportunity just springing up- i had to take it. I wish i had a video camera on this trip. i've got a big question to ask and i'd like to ask strangers and see what they say. we'll see what happens along the way. Posted by Jessika Doyel.
wendybirdstory.blogspot.com
wendybirdstory: February 2009
http://wendybirdstory.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html
Saturday, February 21, 2009. Yes yes it's messy. The time has come to write. Posted by Jessika Doyel. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Red doors, cinnamon smells, cozy scarves, bearded fellows,. A good cup of coffee, subway awkwardness, old people stories,. Christmas lights, the big kind of love, truth, knock-the-breath-outta-you bear hugs. I have a love/hate relationship with uncontrollable blushing. It just needs a red door. Yes yes its messy.
wendybirdstory.blogspot.com
wendybirdstory: July 2009
http://wendybirdstory.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html
Monday, July 13, 2009. There was once a man who was never a boy. He always wore a clip on tie and asked for coffee in his bottles. His name was sam. Sam grew up as normal children do, with all his book reports and good night stories and fears of monsters in basement crannies. But sam was never squeezed. ever so tightly, ever so warmly. he was never rocked, his hair was never smoothed and combed through by a mother's fingers. And slowly sam begin to forget that touch was such a sense. Tuesday, July 7, 2009.
audreysraison.blogspot.com
the RedFish: New Years Resolution
http://audreysraison.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-years-resolution.html
Thursday, January 6, 2011. I ended up making a New Years resolution, which I thought of for all of one minute. The new years party at our house found people asking each other about resolutions, and I concreted mine by mentioning my idea to at least 10 people at once. No turning back now! What's interesting is that what started out as a briefly entertained idea is now taking new shape and meaning for my life. The resolution is: I will not buy any article of clothing for a whole year. 1 An article my frien...
quirked-quirk.blogspot.com
Nonsensical Contemplations: January 2011
http://quirked-quirk.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html
Wednesday, January 19, 2011. Sitting on the couch in the morning reading other people's blog postings, I have come to realize that I am not alone. Reading about being down on oneself or trying to find the Spirit of God and having one's head filled with negative and anxiety has made me realize that my problems are no greater than anyone else's. And oddly enough, it's extremely comforting. I am over accepting all of this negativity and settling for mediocrity! You suck, Liz. Where are your friends? I thoug...
