Things I'd Kill to Be Doing Instead of Analyzing TS Eliot Poetry:
- Getting a back rub
- Looking out of my window at the Westin St Francis in Union Square. I effin' love SF.
- Off roading in a golf cart, laughing my ass off, hoping a Russian teen doesnt kill me and my best friends.
- Reading the ticker at Friday's out loud...VANILLA BEAN!
- Laying on my back in my dark backyard with my friends in a head to belly circle after a bon fire.
- Swinging on a loudly creaking, frozen swingset at 2am.
- Hanging off of the edge of Keight's bed saying, in an amused yet accusing tone, "I can't believe you OWN one of these!"
- Slowly overheating from the weight of an adolescent boy's sleeping body carefully resting across mine.
- Sleeping
I'm a bad focuser!
posted by M.Jazz @ 9:27 PM
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