Hot Diggity Dog

I love the feeling of waiting in line for a ticket, heading for a last bathroom trip, sitting down in semi comfortable chairs, hearing and feeling the slight tug of dried soda pop beneath your shoes, passing around the hot buttery popcorn, trying not to chew during the intense quiet parts, the slurping sound of an almost empty cup, that one baby or cell phone going off and missing your favorite line of the movie, seeing the attractive actors, not wanting to leave once the credits hit, stretching your arms from sitting for too long, not being able to see the bright outside, sad that the movie is over, and looking out the back window in awe of the one place with so many feelings.

My Little Pony

Every time I say "pretty pretty princess!" I think of My Little Pony. Not sure why.

Pretty Pretty Princess is my cat Lillian. There is no other way to describe her; she is just that.

And actually she is sitting behind me right now and trying to lick my arm to shreds.

Oh and bumping into me...

cats are odd

All Hallows Eve

I know it's way too early to be thinking about what I want to be for Halloween this year, but ever since I bought some bandanas and a three barrel roll, I've had two ideas.

The first is to be a flapper; the three barrel roll makes my hair really wavy and since it's so short, I look like a flapper. My great grandmother was a flapper and my mom still has most of her clothes. There's a costume right there.

A while back, I helped my dad with a film project, so I kept my short hair back with a tan bandana and decided that I felt like Rosie the Rivet

er. I could just curl my bangs in the front and cover the back up then get the clothes and I could be Rosie!

Long Time, No See

So it's been a while since I've been on this thing. I've just been too lazy to write anything, but I've been writing a story and want to share it with people. Yes it may be cheesy, oh well. I don't care (that much :) )

With all the continuous walking, she was growing weak. She needed to stop and catch her strength. They were within a greenhouse of sorts hidden among the many turns of the labyrinth. Plants and trees surrounded most everything, which made it near impossible to see beyond five feet. The sun’s heat was slowly beginning to fade away making it night soon.

“Impossible! It can’t be getting close to sunset now. I’ve still a long ways to go.”

“How can you be so sure? We don’t even know why you are here in the first place,” he said.

“But I do know! The tattoo on my ankle is the same one I saw at the entrance,” Both looked down towards her left ankle. It traced an endless circle weaving through and around each line.

“I know, I know,” rolling his eyes in annoyance with her. “You’ve told me many times, but I haven’t seen that symbol anywhere and I’ve lived in this labyrinth most of my life,” He stopped walking and stood in front of an old cottage hidden among the vines.

“Where are we?” Her puzzled look turned to understanding as she watched his face. “What are you doing?” Her voice rose to a scream. “Don’t you realize this is what he wants? He wants me to give in and I won’t. I refuse to. I’ve come too far to give up.”

He didn’t say anything. Nor did he move freely by his own will. He looked as though someone was moving his body towards the door to open it to let something terrible out. The only thing that looked familiar were his eyes. Almost as soon as she saw that sorrowful emotion it disappeared into nothingness. His actions were too quick for her. By the time she reached his hand it had already been lowered to his side while others like him blocked the entrance to the cottage.

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Another one...

“Have you ever let your hair down and let it run loose? Letting the wind flow through its every strand?” She stood in the field of wheat turning slow circles. “It’s so refreshing to not have it caught up in a hair tie all day; to be free.”

She was talking to herself not knowing or caring who was listening. Those last three words stuck the listener nearby. “To be free.” What a wonder it would be to be free, able to roam the world with nothing to tie me down.