Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Lighthouse Theory

for a while now, i've had this plan.

i am going to be a bitter old spinster living in a lighthouse by the sea.

i shall own assortments of pets to keep me company.

megan mcglinchey will be joining me in my spinster(ish)(ness)(hood).

i will work at walmart, handing out the happy-smile stickers and scaring the little children.

i will also work at mcdonalds and hand out happy meals while spouting off random facts of how obese kids are these days and how they're all gonna DIE!!!

im excited.

=DDD

Friday, February 22, 2008

David Copperfield Remake

As I sit here watching the oldest verison of David Copperfield ever made, I have realized something. As each new character is introduced into this charming story, I see that me, myself, and I could play every single part. It might be a mite difficult at times where there are more than two people in the scene. But I figure that it will all work out.

Another problem might arise doing filming would be playing Jip, who happens to be male, less than a foot tall, rather hairy, and a nasty, rough voice. Yes, he is a dog. =D

But I believe that other than that, I shouldn't have a problem. All the girls are either high-pitched voiced, "delicate" flowers or hearty, no-nonsense characters. Then there are the men. There would be the evil stepfather, the crazy uncle, the creepy wanna be lawyer, the woman-stealing best friend, and then David himself. There is a wider variety with the men, but I feel confident that I will be able to pull that off as well.

So to sum up this thought: I am remaking David Copperfield. I will be playing all the parts, except one. I will be auditioning for that part in a couple weeks. If you know any dogs interested in Jip's part, please have them contact me.

That is all.

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

My day...

after the last week or so of not sleeping well/enough for various reasons...i need to sleep. i actually didnt wake up until 7:30AM and was on my way to getting ready. but upon moving about my stomach protested and i felt like i was about to throw up. so i decided to wait a bit and sleep some more. plus my daddy couldnt drive and my mom worked last night. so i was just going to go to school when she got home. but then i fell asleep again and she stopped for groceries so she didnt get home until much later. then, in my half awake/half dead stage, she told me i made 14th chair 2nd violin in county orchestra and did i want to go to school? i guess i said no cuz she finally let me go back to sleep and i did so until 5:30PM. then i woke up, came downstairs, ate some food, and now i am writing you this novel just so you can know what i did all day. AKA SLEPT! =DDD

Still...no lives...=D

Once again, we find that Jonah and the Big Fish have no lives! ♥♥♥

But fun?!?!

By the truckload! =DDD

Monday, February 18, 2008

we have no lives...=D

we have no lives.
and we love it. ♥

Saturday, February 9, 2008

The Fire

her gaze was drawn
the flashing colors
the shimmering heat
a sight quite like summer
floated before her
reminding her of the day
she had been lost in the embers
glowing still,
but ever cooling.
and then when she
found her way back
into his arms
she knew that the fire
had been kindled again.

Friday, February 8, 2008

im sorry

You were there
When times were good
You held my hand
You laughed along
We made it through
Some awesome nights



But as soon as the wind
Blew from the north
The years that we spent
Making memories of us
Vanished in a instant
Cause I wasn’t happy enough

I’m sorry I couldn’t
Keep up that front

But I couldn't change
What was happening
Just trying to come to grips
That there's nothing,
nothing I can do.
when i needed you most
You made me say
I’m sorry that you think
That i'm no longer enough
I’m sorry that you
Can’t get what you want

But I’m sorrier still
That I have to be sorry...

Tuesday, February 5, 2008

Memory Lane

those memories that once


made me smile


make me want to


linger awhile.


but i dont belong,


no i cannot stay.


here where the trees


dance and sway.


here where laughter


haunts my steps.


i'll linger while i can.


but must movemyself along.


here on the shady avenue


...Memory Lane.


---jsm

februa
ry 5, 2008