So last night was pretty boring aside from an awesome dish of chicken ravioli, Moose Track ice cream, and the semi-exciting football games. By the time I got back to bed, I started to think, and as anyone who knows me knows, thinking can sometimes lead to trouble for me. Naturally I took solace in my iPhone; moreover, I took it in Björk.
I may sound like a broken record, but she really can say things that normally people don't have the guts to say or just can't put into words. The outcome even with her sadder songs is a feeling of empowerment. You don't get anymore independent that Mrs. B... this lady had compete artistic control, which for most musicians or actors is almost unheard of. (Oops! I just ended my sentence in a preposition!) Awww F*** it! I've got away with worse :)
My dad is racing tonight in something they call the Early Thaw. I'm pretty excited, but I really miss my little Pippa. I would really love to be a stay at home mom with her. :( Well, we're off to the races!
On the agenda: Root my dad on!
♥Roxy
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