12.24.2009



YES!!
MOAR!!
I AM REALLY ENJOYING THIS!
VAAANDERFULL CHRISTMAS TIME COMING AT YAAA!
;D
except, possibly not. and by possibly i mean probably. But that's what comes with the day job. and by that i mean being the best daughter/sister ever. I know this shiz. ;D
But it's alll gooddd. SINCE I'M ANGRY AND GETTING WORRIED FACES FROM MY SKYPING LOVER, I WILL CEASE.
I AM NOT ANGRRRYY!! :D
how could I be?
SIMPLYYY HAAVIIINNGGG

oiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii


GOLD SANTA AND CHRISTMAS FOLK!!
DELICIOOOUUSSSOOO MY LITTLE DARLING BABIES!!

12.19.2009

HELLO, IT IS TAIJA.

MY DARLING SPANISH GALLEONS. THE SPANISH KIND. NOT THE ONE SOLD IN NEOPETS. If you like to call the exchanging of pixels selling.. But whatever floats your boat, I suppose. And yes, I did pick boat out of all the other things you can float, or tickle.. Or put in a cup even. Since that is how I roll. Possibly literally. But I am not about to post a picture of me rolling. I feel a video would be far more sufficient, a stop-motion even if I felt like being hipster. But I feel like I should leave that to my blogging counterpart. Can't steal her thunder, since it is hard to give back, I feel. And I really am not in the mood to recreate such sounds. I am in a rather sluggish state of complete bleakness. Completely uncreative in every way, therefore.. Well, I'm sure you can figure it out without me droning on.
But I feel like I should move swiftly to the point, for my words seem to be dragging on and really not getting the point across. The point is, I never went through with what I said I would last time. Not that my dear Leims really posted anything, so am I really the one to blame? Maybe I did not feel like causing such trauma by overflowing this blog with my harsh letters. The cold curves of my small font like tiny daggers protruding out of all computer screens that have been forced to show such an inhumane blog. MAYBE IN THE HARD EXTERIOR THAT I GIVE OFF (completely metaphorical, of course. My appearance is in no shape or form hard. Even my hair is soft after the thoroughest treatments of hairspray, the hard chemicals squirted on my finding it hard to penetrate the silk helmet of my long locks. And even under all the layers of skin and blubber, there are my bones. And frankly, even bone marrow is described as spongy. It's not like the showering nation scrub themselves all over with rocks and soap.) I REALLY JUST WANT YOU ALL TO BE HAPPY.. Yeah, think about that.
But IT'S SOON CHRISTMAS.
Here's some Wham! You're welcome (:

12.09.2009

it's official

It's been too long.
I feel like we were on a break, or somethang.
But not the the VERBUNG sort of commerical break, oh no.
The Ross "WE WERE ON A BREAAAAKKK" kind of break. And that kind of break, my dears, is not as good. As Tiger Woods' image is deteriorating in front of our eyes, and the little chocolate "CHRISTMAS SURPRISES JUST FOR YOU" are at a total 9 less than they were since I last blogged, I felt it was time.
Time for what is the question at this moment.
But the fact is, I am trying to avoid the inevitable happening of finishing my oven-shaped English poster, and the best way is of course through nonsensical rambling online.

But to avoid further questioning, and possibly to avert your eyes elsewhere before I namedrop any more famous adulterers, here's a pretty picture for y'all.

WHO DOESN'T LOVE ELEPHANTS?
Life's amazing sometimes.

12.01.2009

LEILA AGAIN

Hai.

http://lalaleila.tumblr.com/

I'm annoying. I keep making new websites and accounts and such. It's pretty bad, I must say.
But I like tumblr a LOT because I can post like
just a picture
or a quote
or a video
All by itself and it just sits there on that page lookin' all nice and pretty in front of that photograph of the COOLEST FUCKING BALLOON YOU WILL EVER SEE that I took, which, for the record, is slowly deflating but I have six more--I'm just saving them for a special occasion.

They look like rejects of the balloon factory. They were discount. Nevertheless, they are lovely.