My Baby Shot Me Down
My psychology degree came in handy for something
posted by Jess @ 5:02 AM
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Halfway Up the Stairs
It's like a party in my head, and all the voices invited me!
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
About Me
- Name: Jess
Words that have been used to describe me recently have been "Systematic" "interesting" and "not boring"... so, you figure it out!
Previous Posts
- They get in so much trouble!
- He's taken over!
- Paddington
- Paddington
- Paddington
- Paddington!
- Puppy!
- This is the puppy I bought. Isn't he adoooorable.....
- Another year older
- Takes two
Halfway down the stairs Is a stair where I sit: There isn't any other stair quite like it. I'm not at the bottom, I'm not at the top: So this is the stair where I always stop. Halfway up the stairs Isn't up, and isn't down. It isn't in the nursery, it isn't in the town: And all sorts of funny thoughts Run round my head. It isn't really anywhere! It's somewhere else instead! ~A.A. Milne~
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I shot the yorkie... but I did not shoot no deputy...
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