Praise Jeebus, it's Friday!
I have been meaning to mention something—Justin’s second chap book is out!
He is Becky’s husband, and a fine fellow.
I encourage you all to go check out his poetry,
And buy a copy
Or 3.
Support local talent!
…what?
We’re all local because of this internet contraption, so shut it.
Just go read.
You’ll thank me.
I have a fantasy to post, but I think I’ll wait until Monday.
Why?
Because I’m a BETCH like that.
I have taken to poetic ramblings during English class as a habit now…
Here’s yesterday’s product:
When I see you my eyes don’t merely brush across the surface and churn out a harsh rating.
Instead they wend through the layers of you, sifting and searching.
I see so much at just a glance and pause to soak you in.
Sometimes my eyes burn through you leaving wide trails of blackening embers, the smoke an emblem of ardor.
Sometimes my eyes spill rivers over you, cleansing all that has come before.
And:
There are no more reasons and the rhyme is empty.
Whatev.
The point is, I plan on having a great
Grand
Wonderful
Day.
And I hope like hell that you do, too.
Haircut, newspaper meetings.
A perfect ending for a week of recharging.
This weekend: study for English Mid-Term, write scripts, hike.
Today is a perfect day for the hot springs in Diamond Fork…
I have to get there before the snow.
Well, technically, no I don’t.
But I would prefer to.
Whatever.
Happy weekend, dears!
(and deers—even though that’s the incorrect plural form of that word…) |
posted by Bored Housewife at
9:23 AM
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