alaynah

Happy 4.20, Happy Monday, Happy April 20th 2009 I love this day, I will be celebrating in SG Chat.


Also, Happy Birthday to my lovely Zepp Suicide Give her lovely birthday wishes!

The oldest of my younger siblings, Eleanor, is in jail. Again.I think she will be there for a month. She managed to crack my sister Angie's head open on the brick mailbox, and knock her boyfriend out with one hit to the face. Jail is the best place for her right now, and I really hope it helps.

In other news...I am completely infatuated with...
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For my Methul Brothers and Sisters. \m/

I got the pleasure of going to a wine signing on the other side of town last week. It was for Caduceus Cellars, which is the child of none other than Maynard James Keenan. I will spare you guys my obsessive rant about the man, but he has shaped who I am, my sense of humor, and how I see the world. blah blah...
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I had a really good day. I have pictures, stories, comments, and jokes. However, carrying around this goofy ass grin all day has made me tired, so I'll fill you all in tomorrow.

Hullo, this is Athena, Alaynah's friend. Clearly, using her blog and all. Psh. Well, there's this video she has taken in which we are feasting upon the delicious goodness that Taco Cabana has to offer, and I'm just doing my preparation to some sweet ass tunes.... point is, I feel violated and I'm pressing charges.


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No but really....

We have been kicking around the idea of writing music...

I savored the moment as I woke to him in my bed this morning. We were wrapped around each other, warm and naked. As I went to shower, he told me I shouldn't get up yet, begged me for a few more minutes laying there. What a lovely reason to be late for work. His first time spending the night couldn't have gone much better.

The thought still warms me to the point of a fever.

The moment could be returned to many times.
The right gust of wind blows through a tree. As the leaves quiver, there you are.

I can see us lying in a heap of skin and exhaustion.
Hours of finally feeling my effects on your body, I've made you mine.