Yesterday morning I looked at the uncomfortable pole grabbing of a man with long fingernails. I New York-glanced at him more closely and noticed he was wearing gang colors — coat, scarf, hat, and backpack. I moved my hand to make his grasp of the pole more comfortable then took the opportunity to look down. He was wearing expensive dress pants and brand new dress shoes. Book. Cover.
I would like to remind everyone who reads my words: Don’t give in. Be you. Don’t be who others want you to be. It’s ok to compromise on issues. It’s not ok to compromise on Who You Are. And if you need to be reminded of this daily you go right ahead and bookmark this post. I remind myself of this daily before I reach my Manhattan destination. It’s a necessity.
I had onion rings for lunch Thursday. I assure you, no matter what time it is right now, I’m still experiencing them. They were ungood. Who makes bad onion rings?! Such a travesty.
Ripley has really adorable feet. She wanted you to know.
Aaaaand, finally, doing a project for (surprisingly) my dad and stepmom back home and here’s one of the fruits of my labor:
I 
red. And Snoopy! And crookedness.
Bro and Mom, I promise I’ll give you the results too, in a different form.
January 23rd, 2009 at 7:02 am
little poppy is cute
January 23rd, 2009 at 7:40 am
GAH! Complete and total cuteness!! :D
January 23rd, 2009 at 8:26 am
The pretty pretty Poppy!
bad onion rings haunt you
January 23rd, 2009 at 9:19 am
That’s the cutest picture EVER!
January 23rd, 2009 at 9:56 am
Ripples does indeed have adorable feeties… especially when she’s not sinking her claws into me.
Those are adorable feetie pajamas your wearing. I miss the feetie pajamas.
January 23rd, 2009 at 10:04 am
But what if who you are is a chameleon who pretends to be what other people want, hmmm?
January 23rd, 2009 at 10:26 am
You haven’t changed a bit.
January 23rd, 2009 at 10:57 am
I want to hug the little Poppy.
And yeah, I’m who I wanna be…not who people try to make me. I’m a rebel like that. (And um, gee…I wonder where my kids got it from.)
Kitteh paws smell wunnerful…’specially BEFORE they’ve been in the litter box.
January 23rd, 2009 at 11:00 am
What are those instructions to?
January 23rd, 2009 at 12:26 pm
Awwww you were adorable, which isn’t a surprise since you still are!
Oh, and I hate those long creepy nails on men…
January 23rd, 2009 at 6:25 pm
You totally look the same, only taller!! Cute!!!
January 23rd, 2009 at 6:47 pm
I really needed this entry today. Thanks :)
January 24th, 2009 at 1:23 am
I love Snoopy too !!! He’s the dog you will always have, forever !!
January 24th, 2009 at 3:42 am
Holy hellfire – I can totally recognize you in this.I mean, easily. That’s somewhat uncommon.
(For the record, when I was so little, I looked like I was to grow up to become a female who fills all lesbian stereotypes)
January 26th, 2009 at 4:37 pm
so cute! i can definitely see little poppy in there…
January 28th, 2009 at 10:54 pm
HEY! I HAVE THAT SNOOPY! The wish bone fairy brought him to me when I was 5. I wanted one that wound up and barked, but I guess I was too greedy. Seriously, I have THAT Snoopy.. except with fewer eyebrows now, and a very floppy neck.