Anathema

r tomorrow wendy ~ concrete blonde

waiting to take my in-laws to the doctors

hurray! troy is back!!!

black jnco jeans and a blsck tiny t-shirt from a film festival

k killing in the name of ~ rage against....

come to daddy

plaid sca pants and a white t-shirt

y youth of the nation ~ POD

the wonderful sound of my computer humming away (it's finally back in working order!) and the bad horror movie playing in the other room

jeans, a white t-shirt and a baseball hat with stewy from family guy on it

d die, die my darling ~ misfits

dinner soon hopefully!!!

a black shirt and jeans

the hubby getting ready to make dinner

drinking a soda pop

a pair of black tripp pants and a long sleaved jersey from the humaine society

every day i write the book ~ elvis costello

g going to california ~ led zep

this old apartment (only because we really are moving back into our old apartment which i miss so very much) Broke into the old apartment This is where we used to live Broken glass, broke and hungry Broken hearts and broken bones This is where we used to live Why did you paint the walls? Why did you clean the floor? Why did you plaster over the hole I punched in the door? This is where we used to live Why did you keep the mousetrap? Why did you keep the dishrack? These things used to be mine I guess they still are, I want them back Broke into the old apartment Forty-two stairs from the street...

once again...a bathrobe

eight days a week = the beatles