mill8(will go back and freeze on that many t-)

Cruel lies echoing in silence is certainly quite relatable.  It did feel comfortable slipping back in.  Like slipping into a warm bath.  Or slipping in the shower and conking my noggin!  This was especially most welcome given the better half focus.  I was anticipating this, wasn’t I?  Or was I?  The more I learn the less I want to know.  Sensitivity is required for certain areas.  It occurs to me now that the perpetrator always felt big in the court room though admittedly that was from an entirely different universe there was lightly some very light overlap.  Catrina’s outfit on that last episode of Lucha Underground was everything.  On a sorta unrelated subject I recently finished Stephen King’s newest book The Outsider.  I finished it one morning with a nice summer breeze coming through my window and while…I don’t know, doing something.  I burned through it!  but number eight is what I need to discuss with this, as my most loyal readers can recall.  I am my way through….  That sentence remains unfinished.  it’s not lack of groove or the other one but it was stark change and bad on me for not finishing the two of three.  Still have huge crush on Megan.  It was only hours but I can’t recall. K is the key initial to something later on in case you (I) didn’t know.  But yes, the sensitivity angel.  I would actually say this dealt with unsavoriness in a very realistic manner.  By that I mean true to life.  Was it odd not having the general lead locked in place for roughly forty four minutes?  Maybe.  But no, actually, not really.  I need to fill sixty now but you wouldn’t know it if you were keeping count at this point.  The brief glimpses were haunting and true.  As were all the miserable blockades we put up to protect our miserable selves. It was a breath of fresh liquid.  As I said, I was waiting for it.  But again, it’s companion – that is, the one that comes within those last few letters of the alphabet – has a much more approachable…hmmm…I don’t know if approachable is the right word.  Jump into the celluloid now.  There was sun drenched grittiness in the shape of square.  Perhaps balance is the key.  Less oppression!  Ah, but now I see a truth about something I haven’t talked about yet but will after a while.  Many of these are reworks.  I love the term “work” as in “do you think it was a work?”  but that’s not quite what I’m talking.  Has excitement been deflated?  I think this is just the status of things right now.  I did not have a chance to make quinoa the other day as I so desperately wanted.  It occurs to me that I don’t really have too much to say.  Consistent darkness with this number eight.  Maybe mind altered affected things.  That’s certainly possible.  Maybe we’re all out of ideas. So we met back on June 9, just a little over 47 weeks ago and I’m still having some natty backissues; remember when I found that copy of Ren & Stimpy #1?! What about Amazing Spider-Man #300?! I’ve been walking around okay and I haven’t noticed any breathing problems or anything like that but I’m still having some breeding difficulties and odd transactions.  Just need to see about a sat day.  conditions are acceptable.  The district attorneys do have a very easy job.  Cutting through red tape is so realistic.   Never really been tempted to go back to Dean again.  Brass is always a pleasure though and is compulsively watchable the other key?  He is still very with it.  good companions.  Waiting for this but ultimately quite basic.  One fifty percent chunk was grooving really and truly.  I can feel that heat around the corner.  Is this another sign of the continuing decline of western civ?!  I wasn’t the one who really said that but it was well said.  I’m glad I discovered these new New England voices.  It relates to something peppered throughout all this and has inspired me to stain my fingers more than normal.  When did my crotch turn to gold?  That does not apply to me, of course.  There was a monkey on the railing.  It is true that there was a fair bit of blending and then inside the hold, I’m not sure about being inside the hole.  Worms inside my head.  Red worms.  He likes the red worms coming out of head.  I am made of sawdust, aren’t I? in the classic sense.  I’m looking for the man who has caused all my pain.  I pulled disc 3 out of it’s slender plastic sleeve and will watch episode 9 at some point in the very near future.  I recently began reading J.G. Ballard’s book The Crystal World.  I consider myself a Ballard fan but an uneducated one.  I need a good stiff drink now.  Ultimately I would say it’s minor King and that it falls apart a bit the end after largely being very gripping.  But overall I highly enjoyed the reading experience and I’m always so happy to have King’s literary voice again and I’m very thankful he’s still writing.  The Addiction is one of my favorite movies of all time and I am deeply excited that it finally received a deluxe blu ray treatment!  Set to arrive the day of Fry!. I hope Catrina wears that outfit again on today’s episode.  Oh, and I do so enjoy these other types of gifts!  Here I am getting into Lucinda Williams and (slowly working my way through her discography and there is a surprise (for me) collaborative album between her and saxman Charles Lloyd out this Friday.  I think I want to reread Cujo again; I’m a big cereal fan but I don’t eat it nearly enough.  Ultimately, of course my absolute favorite part was that super close up shot of Catherine’s pantyhose clad feet.  Was that retroactively done just for me?!  It was glorious!  It was everything!  It was much everything as I am nothing!  Please rest those gorgeous pantyhose clad soles on my face after a hard day and night of do-gooding!  You have a lovely smile!