
Have a nice day, weekend is almost here.almost! what about a couple of sips and a nice chat? :-) And if I do, not in the way or due to the reasons Hemingway did it! :-) and a two barrelled shotgun made him go to finally find her.Įven when I am in this pic :) I don't use to drink neat whiskey. The Death wanted to take him more than a couple of times and she couldn't. Ernest Hemingway in Death in the Afternoon. A writer who omits things because he does not know them only makes hollow places in his writing." The dignity of movement of an ice-berg is due to only one-eighth of it being above water. "If a writer of prose knows enough of what he is writing about he may omit things that he knows and the reader, if the writer is writing truly enough, will have a feeling of those things as strongly as though the writer had stated them. this entire picture + post was just to prove to you that I actually am a teenage girl, just in case you ever forget. I know you don't believe me but I swear toĮverything good and holy in this world that he looked right at me.


The opening acts were super sick too - Lady Antebellum and Miranda Lambert. With a little bit of Edward Norton thrown in, and a pinch of Clint Eastwood.) (I wish that they would have a love child. He's 41 and bald but gosh darn he is the love of my life. It's a 5 year love affair - pretty one-sided because he never tours in Canada. I have been in love with Kenny Chesney since I was 13 years old. Pssssssssssh - judge me if you want!īut The Beatles will always be my number 1. It's a strange combination of folk/mellow/soft rock/rock/oldies/pop/Spanish/trance/techno pop/musical soundtracks/indie shit and country.īut here it is: I love country.

Okay, so I have rather eclectic musical tastes. I just emitted one of those really high pitched screams that girls do when:ī) they're trying to communicate with dolphins. Well I heard it today and I couldn't help but sing along.ĮEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!! Suddenly this crazy world made more sense to me. "Jack and Diane" painted a picture of my life and my dreams,
