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true stories: life in portland: not a penis
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True stories: life in portland. No, I work there. it is. Haha, its pink like one though. My old office looked right at it. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Drop me a line. Thereal.kyle.burris{at}gmail.com. Assumedly like minded links:.
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(Im In Parentheses): ABBA Met the Same Fate
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Wednesday, August 26, 2009. ABBA Met the Same Fate. I love this style of upper-body dancing. I call it "The Unfortunate War Veteran". Also, girls- please don't get too excited about Ken. There's not much flavour South of the border, if you know what I mean. But that hair he's rocking. that hair is man enough for twelve eunuchs. And I love his "I don't give a shit" attitude. So typical of the underground-club-coke-and-bareback-for-cash 80's man. Bitch is a fucking slave to the rhythm! The party is over.
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Formerly Fun: Never give up, never surrender!
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Never give up, never surrender! Monday, June 7, 2010. Yes, I'm talking to you. That was, totally. There I was, face up, laying on the just made bed contemplating which part of my to do list I was going to tackle first. I was staring up at the lazily spinning ceiling fan, not really looking at anything, just silently thinking when you dropped from the fan and landed right in my face, smack between the eyes. Seriously, that was so uncool. Had fallen on me and where. Florida Girl In Sydney. Greenbean said&#...
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Formerly Fun: Ohm, Have You Seen My Chakra?
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Ohm, Have You Seen My Chakra? Tuesday, March 9, 2010. Have you ever read the Ramona series. I read it somewhere around the age of seven or eight and to this day, I remember portions of it vividly. I also recall laughing so hard during quiet. Reading time that my teacher threatened to send me out of the room. There is nothing like being told to stop laughing that makes it even more. She will be receiving, then of course, confusion when the day ends without her getting the promised gift. I do like sandalwo...