It all started upside down. I guess that’s the only way to say it. Not that “upside down” is a bad place to be; just a trifle uncomfortable.
The funny part is, I didn’t realize that I was upside down until I tried to sit up. And let me tell you, was that a shocker.
It all started upside down. Not “right-side up”, or “front-ways back.” Ironic how when you stay in the wrong position for a while, the right position feels wrong.
It all started upside down....
At a charming little cattle farm, near a pretty deadly lake
I am now officially in the League of Awesomeness as The Sarcastic Scribe
There are those who say that life is like a book, with chapters for each event in your life and a limited number of pages on which you can spend your time. But I prefer to think that a book is like life, particularly a good one, which is well worth staying up all night to finish. —Lemony Snicket
Books I am Currently Reading
Breakfast At Tiffany’s by Truman Capote
Suite Française by Irène Némirovsky
City of Ember by Jeane DuPrau
As it were, summer is drawing to a close…This year, I am undertaking AP English and a potentially useless year of gym…
So, if I’m not on Ficlets as much as I used to be, deal with it.
Most of my Ficlets are inspired by books, Billy Joel, or Jack Johnson songs.
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“Good night, my angel, now it’s time to sleep and save these questions for another day. I think I know what you were going to ask”—“Lullabye (Goodnight, My Angel)”, Billy Joel (Part of the Billy Joel Posse with T. F. Torrey, pens&feathers, and BARomero.)
Published on June 12, 2007.
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