Alas, my love affair w/ Phish Food has ended
posted by tiny dancer | 5:09 PM
With my hands tied behind my back
It's after the party. The ballroom is littered and empty. I am naked. My hands are tied behind my back. There is no music. The band is long gone. Yet, still I dance. I dance with a smile.
- One Girl, One Casino & One Bottle of Merlot
- I foundeth a booketh
- My Village
- He restoreth my soul...
- Random Thoughts
- Flowers in the basement
- I speak your language
- I'm a biter not a bitter.
- Secret recipe
- Walking my hat
Favorite Reads
- Trish- Journey
- Andi- Unhinged Screwdriver
- Robbie- Ruminations
- Gigi- Yoga & Alcohol
- Sharkys Substance
- Kathleen- So You Come Here Often?
- Judith Heartsong
- Sneakz-Separation Anxiety
- HAH!
- Is this thing on?
- Kris-Purge
- Random Stuff a la Stephanie
- Spydies Web of Unsure Words
2 Comments:
You know, it's a good thing your love affair with phish food has ended. I was cringing for you because I remember what happened the last time you had wine and ice cream ...
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