The Fresh Acting Skills Of Cary Elwes

I could be lying on a beach.
I could be lying on a deck.
I could be lying in your bed.
I could be lying to your face.

entire worlds could crumble but i wouldn’t know, most of my tv channels are french.
seeing george clooney speak french is amazing, who knew he was such a cunning linguist.

i’ve been trying to understand the template situation but it get’s increasingly difficult. so this new layout is what i have come up with to this point , so it stays for now.
jenna where are you when i need your bogging skills?
i want my blog to look classy yet daring but i’ll stick with mundane and average for now.
yes my sidebar is way on the bottom of the page and my colours are off for now, but that’s because you haven’t switched to Firefox.
if you haven’t yet, you should seriously consider switching to it, it just might save your computer and your life.
now i must get some rest, tim is coming down tomorrow and we are going to see Cursed.
i heard things.
hopefully wes craven doesn’t let me down like the lastest crop of “horror” movies.
i must admit though, when cary elwes loses it in saw, i burst into hysterics everytime, and that feels good.
DAMN YOU ZEP, YOU BASTARD!!!

earth travels circular

light sleeping.
i can’t seem to sleep in anymore. i’m always woken up by something.
garbage truck
people downstairs talking
birds outside
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i usually have trouble falling asleep too. i just lay there with my eyes open. thinking about every little thing that falls into my head.
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most of the time i don’t sleep at all. i feel it throughout my entire body, the awake. it just can’t seem to shut it’s self down. then, when i do sleep i have the strangest dreams.
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ones that mean something, ones that could mean anything. it’s quite hard to remember sometimes. the dreams

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away. then there’s only a feeling of what they meant.
and then

earth
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circular

drinking poison and eating glass

my fucking hip hurts.
i feel like that old bitch in the clapper commericals, hopefully i don’t end up falling over and spending the rest of this night on the living room floor screaming “i’ve fallen and i can’t get up”.
i have the sneaking sensation that i might have a career in dancing, apparently steve thinks so.
i didn’t want to her that i pulled a groin muscle and a hammy, it appears that my wide body frame cannot withstand the gravity that comes along with the milkshake dance

you sleep on your own