Saturday, March 29, 2008
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Adele is a Sexy Beast
She is gorgeous... and her voice is even more amazing and unique, if you think thats possible. :D
Anyway, this is Adele and I mentioned her a while ago but no one listened so here she is again, a reminder of what horrible friends you are to me! lol im just kidding chitlins, a luv yall now matter how you treat me (not true, but w.e.) ;]]
xoxo
~indie dindy~
PS IM BACK WITH MY BF!!!! WOOT WOOT IT ROCKS 'CEPT WE HAVENT REALLY BEEN ABLE TO KISS MUCH 'CEPT 4 ONCE 'N' SO I MISS HIS LIPS ON MINE.
Sunday, March 9, 2008
Haha Seasame Street's The Count... Ciecierega style
PAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! credit goes ot kody ann for showing me this hilarious piece of beepage!
Song of the Day - 3/9/08
Sorry! Haven't been around to give you a lovely SOTD in a while... not that you care, but i do.
inspired by the 2008 production of keeping dance alive, it is:
Colorblind - Counting Crows
a tear-jerking dance done to a phenomenal song... lyrical is my dream someday. : ) *wistful*
enjoy
xoxo
~indie dindy
inspired by the 2008 production of keeping dance alive, it is:
Colorblind - Counting Crows
a tear-jerking dance done to a phenomenal song... lyrical is my dream someday. : ) *wistful*
enjoy
xoxo
~indie dindy
Poem of the Month
The Garden
By Ezra Pound
Samain.
Like a skein of loose silk blown against a wall
She walks by the railing of a path in Kensington Gardens,
And she is dying piece-meal
of a sort of emotional anemia.
And round about there is a rabble
Of the filthy, sturdy, unkillable infants of the very poor.
They shall inherit the earth.
In her is the end of breeding.
Her boredom is exquisite and excessive.
She would like some one to speak to her,
And is almost afraid that I
will commit that indiscretion.
from Lustra (1913-1915)
By Ezra Pound
Samain.
Like a skein of loose silk blown against a wall
She walks by the railing of a path in Kensington Gardens,
And she is dying piece-meal
of a sort of emotional anemia.
And round about there is a rabble
Of the filthy, sturdy, unkillable infants of the very poor.
They shall inherit the earth.
In her is the end of breeding.
Her boredom is exquisite and excessive.
She would like some one to speak to her,
And is almost afraid that I
will commit that indiscretion.
from Lustra (1913-1915)
Yestersay's Hosery
isnt that just a cool name for a band?
reminescient of awkward pillow, but more accepted in the music industry.
;]]
ps i know im weird, no need to tell me.
reminescient of awkward pillow, but more accepted in the music industry.
;]]
ps i know im weird, no need to tell me.
Saturday, March 1, 2008
wow. this person must have a LOT of time on their hands...
dude. ok i know in the beginning it looks stupid but watch the whole thing its damn amazing! i wonder how long they had to practise this...
~indie dindy~
~indie dindy~
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