tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80740194818027795202024-02-19T18:09:56.575-08:00maybe we'll get wings... maybe anything.andi elysehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14422996587405318833noreply@blogger.comBlogger62125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074019481802779520.post-90799252701572233112012-10-10T12:30:00.002-07:002012-10-10T12:30:32.028-07:00Get your glad rags on.A refreshing discovery, that throwing parties four years ago it was typical to include 'byob' in the event details, amongst other 'polite rules.'<br />
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Now, due part to our age, the only thing that's typical is the response, 'What can I bring?' and we no longer have to worry that twenty strangers will show up uninvited.<br />
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Cheers to always having something to look forward to, otherwise, none of this is worth it.andi elysehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14422996587405318833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074019481802779520.post-67518880020699386542012-03-12T10:48:00.002-07:002012-03-12T11:17:01.817-07:00Ankles splayed and all tied.Not sure if going jogging is the most appropriate outlet anymore.<br />It's better than nothing, but what I really want to do is a floor exercise routine.<br />Tumbling pass after tumbling pass. The slow, then the fast. <br />The feeling that washes over you when you land something perfectly.andi elysehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14422996587405318833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074019481802779520.post-14760369762599215082012-03-05T10:55:00.002-08:002012-03-05T10:59:56.319-08:00Fitter. Happier. More productive.The biggest misconception I think my friends have about (me) getting married: I don't struggle with depression anymore. I've been getting leaned on an awful lot due to some unfortunate horseshit, which I'm fine with <span style="font-weight: bold;">and</span> very humbled by, but part of me thinks it's assumed that I have nothing to be sad about. That the things that made me sad two years ago are any easier to deal with now. They're not.andi elysehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14422996587405318833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074019481802779520.post-24351502619469196782012-01-13T12:51:00.000-08:002012-01-13T12:55:38.814-08:00What I really want to respond.Thank you for your e-mail ma'am. I do appreciate your correspondence. Am I correct to assume you are e-mailing me on behalf of your husband because his domain name is tunamcdermot and that in fact has nothing to do with his given name?<br />I'm happy to get this situation straightened out right away.andi elysehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14422996587405318833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074019481802779520.post-67525363456298466462011-11-02T09:20:00.000-07:002011-11-02T09:28:26.941-07:00I could be your carpenter.<a href="http://jezebel.com/5855351/oops-i-must-have-been-too-busy-bitching-about-not-getting-any-sleep-to-mention-how-great-my-kid-is">Is this bitch for real?</a><br /><br /><<... Also, I don't think you single childless people know what you want anyway. You're always changing your mind about when it's ok for people to talk about this stuff. I think you all should probably at least meet up and get your story straight, but you'd probably just get drunk and end up having ill-advised, unprotected sex and want to TELL EVERYONE ABOUT IT.>><br /><br />There are one million way-too-personal feelings I have about this article in addition to several cheap shots I want to take at her.<br />Maybe she's being sarcastic and I should give her the benefit of the doubt but the article is way too long which leads me to believe she thinks she's a good writer and takes it way too seriously.<br /><br /><a href="http://shine.yahoo.com/channel/parenting/10-things-not-to-say-to-your-childfree-friends-2595394/">Maybe she should have read this first.</a><span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"><span class=" down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);"><img src="img/blank.gif" alt="Link" class="gl_link" border="0" /></span></span>andi elysehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14422996587405318833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074019481802779520.post-22807086554935168262011-07-01T10:25:00.000-07:002011-07-01T10:31:52.237-07:00Saying nothing, that's enough for meOne day I will write a song about Christmas morning with our child. How we couldn't contain our excitement hours before-- eating halves of cookies and gnawing the sides of carrot sticks, pretend proof that something else exists.andi elysehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14422996587405318833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074019481802779520.post-23083315596485496822011-05-09T12:20:00.000-07:002011-05-09T12:31:15.442-07:00All under the boughs unbowedAll these feelings, now nine years old, are resurfacing and overwhelming and I wish it was appropriate to cry all the time but I'm also kind of glad it's not.<br />It's frustrating because I don't even know why I'm getting sad or nervous- it's not like they can tell me anything I don't already know. <br />Tomorrow will be a reminder of reality, as if it's not already something I think about every day.<br />I would really just like a fast-forward button, or a big, fat joint.andi elysehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14422996587405318833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074019481802779520.post-34926552580525631272011-04-19T09:11:00.000-07:002011-04-19T09:12:17.596-07:00I just didn't think I would be this sad.andi elysehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14422996587405318833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074019481802779520.post-75051778830176130162011-04-15T09:38:00.000-07:002011-04-15T09:39:52.013-07:00This is pouring rain.<div style="text-align: center;">This is not the sound of a new man or crispy realization<br />It's the sound of the unlocking and the lift away<br />Your love will be<br />Safe with me<br /></div>andi elysehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14422996587405318833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074019481802779520.post-37962788976327652982011-04-11T08:24:00.000-07:002011-04-11T08:26:10.277-07:0027Happy birthday to my best friend.andi elysehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14422996587405318833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074019481802779520.post-60805860968142627672011-03-17T11:25:00.000-07:002011-03-17T11:26:19.026-07:00You were who you thought you were.andi elysehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14422996587405318833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074019481802779520.post-29446427426157927342011-03-02T07:57:00.000-08:002011-03-17T11:26:46.145-07:00The floors are falling out from everybody I know.<div>Last night my dad found me bawling on the floor of our laundry room.</div><br /><div>Weeks, maybe months of bullshit building up in my head.</div><br /><div>I don't even know how long we were talking; I lost any measurement of time after I finished folding clothes.<br /><br />I would be absolutely nowhere without my dad.<br /></div><br /><div> </div>andi elysehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14422996587405318833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074019481802779520.post-45147270427408724662011-02-23T11:20:00.000-08:002011-02-23T11:22:30.652-08:00There's an ancient pull.It's the little differences.andi elysehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14422996587405318833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074019481802779520.post-59812145600106101542011-02-15T08:18:00.000-08:002011-02-17T12:25:28.104-08:00I'll drown my beliefs to have your babies.It's the kind of love where I can't describe a single thing because no matter what I say or how big I smile when I talk about it, it seems far too trite.<br /><br />He deserves everything I'm capable of giving.andi elysehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14422996587405318833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074019481802779520.post-18075957171902609122011-02-08T12:29:00.000-08:002011-02-08T12:34:45.540-08:00damn your ankles and eyes wideToday is another one of those days.<br /><br />One of these nights I'll finally get a decent night's worth of rest.andi elysehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14422996587405318833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074019481802779520.post-40104610681150722572011-01-12T10:32:00.000-08:002011-01-12T10:33:36.753-08:00And that's why you can't sleep without forgetting.andi elysehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14422996587405318833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074019481802779520.post-50887304851561219072011-01-09T09:12:00.000-08:002011-01-12T10:38:21.599-08:00My old friends-- it was so different then.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdq50l3IT_nSXTnTnug1uenq3xUe1L8RF46ZTOST9rMaUiaLwRwMw_aD_knxzN86oliYlVttuwcTPFmSxolT99hPWvc-7HgR8b223-fmgwy2Pgt4K-exlsBGjsXrJxKfGqmWArAcKpk6Oa/s1600/slideshow.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 412px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 543px" alt="" 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worlds of wanwood leafmeal lie;</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">and yet you will weep and know why.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">now no matter, child, the name:</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">sorrow's springs are the same.</span></span>andi elysehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14422996587405318833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074019481802779520.post-57285330437358336722010-04-29T10:38:00.001-07:002010-04-29T10:38:53.783-07:00and if young hearts should explodeno one has ever had a key or a drawer.<br /><br />total love.andi elysehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14422996587405318833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074019481802779520.post-12371785699127893022010-04-20T07:28:00.000-07:002010-04-20T07:30:15.641-07:00quis hic locus? quae regio? quae mundis plaga?andi elysehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14422996587405318833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074019481802779520.post-41775890078687201122010-04-10T18:04:00.000-07:002010-04-10T18:09:25.968-07:00the deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain."i don't care what you believe about gender roles, you try telling your man you can't take his dick or have his children. he has a choice, he can walk away. i can't. i was born to be different."andi elysehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14422996587405318833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074019481802779520.post-24384473643541591972010-04-07T05:02:00.000-07:002010-04-07T05:03:10.559-07:00i've my mother's worries and mouth.:(andi elysehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14422996587405318833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074019481802779520.post-86900158547990667962010-03-18T11:30:00.000-07:002010-03-18T11:41:41.415-07:00but our bodies were pulled away and swept out to the sea.about one month until my one year anniversary.<br />i can't remember the exact date, so i'm just using my birthday.<br /><br /><br />perhaps i've accomplished more than i had initially thought.andi elysehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14422996587405318833noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8074019481802779520.post-86509949997387275642010-03-17T05:31:00.001-07:002010-03-17T05:31:37.741-07:00it's just once something dies, you can't make it live.andi elysehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14422996587405318833noreply@blogger.com0