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Knocked Over By A Feather

IT WAS A BIG FEATHER…

Restraints, Constraints

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We could have such wonderful conversations

But we Don’t

Restraints, Constraints

Who can really Say why?

Perhaps we might Hit it off too well

A friend in need is a Friend indeed

We’re left with Crumbs to lick from our fingers

Constraints, Restraints

I imagine such wonderful conversations

But we can’t Hit it off too well

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My hair has only 3 inches or so of old color left on the ends and when the whole shebang gets long enough for my liking, I’m chopping it off.

When that occurs, I will have my natural dark brown hair color back, for the first time in almost 25 years. Plus the grey hairs, which I think looks pretty fab.

I’ll be saving at least $30 a year on boxed haircolor as well. I think I’ll buy some extra weed with it.

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Man, I wish my boobs were that perky.

Yesterday was my 7th wedding anniversary. We went out to dinner at our usual place and enjoyed the (finally) chilly evening together.

My husband listed a bunch of my attributes on FaceBook. When I asked him if all of those things were true, he said yes. I could tell that he was being sincere.

Loving, hilarious, kind, sensitive, sassy, smart & sexy.

I agree with all of them, except sexy. I don’t feel sexy anymore, but I’m glad that he thinks so.

I must sashay rather saucily around the house in my pajama pants.

I’ve been sort of obsessed with Kurt Cobain for a few days. I found out that he suffered from chronic back and stomach pain, which sort of adds to why he decided to take his own life.

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This photo breaks my heart.

I don’t believe the theory that Courtney Love had him killed.

Like most things that become mini obsessions of mine, I will research the hell out of the subject until there is nothing left to learn and then move on to something else.

It kills the time.

I message my brother on Facebook once every couple of weeks in a effort to stay in touch. It’s like pulling teeth getting him to conversate, but I plan on wearing him down.

I’m not a fan of small talk, but with him I’ll take what I can get.

We chatted about his new cat last night. It was established that she was furry and cute.

He wished hubby and myself a happy anniversary. I said thanks, bro.

That was about it.

We used to be really close when we were younger, but growing up and apart happened. I told him recently what I was planning to do (texting him) and he said kool.

I reminded him that he’s the only brother that I got and he said right on.

(You see what I’m working with here, don’t you?)

He opens up after a few beers, so it’s easier to get him talking if he’s shitfaced.

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Nirvana – Where did you sleep last night?

Nirvana taped this performance for MTV Unplugged on November 18, 1993, at Sony Studios in New York City.

I remember watching the whole thing at the age of 19, when MTV didn’t suck. This is the unedited version.

I loved Kurt Cobain then and I still love him now.

Nirvana – Where did you sleep last night? (Leadbelly Cover)

My girl, my girl, don’t lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night?

In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don’t ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through

My girl, my girl, where will you go
I’m going where the cold wind blows

In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don’t ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through

Her husband, was a hard working man
Just about a mile from here
His head was found in a driving wheel
But his body never was found

My girl, my girl, don’t lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night?

In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don’t ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through

My girl, my girl, where will you go
I’m going where the cold wind blows

In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don’t ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through

My girl, my girl, don’t lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night?

In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don’t ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through

My girl, my girl, where will you go
I’m going where the cold wind blows

In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don’t ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through

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