Tuesday, August 21, 2012

It's a Miley Cyrus kind of trip.

HOPPED ON THE PLANE TO LAX WITH MY DREAM AND MY CARDIGAN

WELCOME TO THE LAND OF FAME EXCESS (I really don't know the lyrics.. that's what I sing?) AM I GONNA FIT IN?

No, on account that I am going to Chiners.

Forget list:

iPod, which means no Avatar: The Last Airbender on the flight to.

Lame.

So, as my last will and testament, in case our flight crashes, hereby relinquish all my shoes to my mother. And my nearly full Cafe Rio punch card I bequeath to Sara. And I guess Miles can have my animal shirts.

Other than that, you can garage sale everything. Please bury me in satin. Lay me down in a bed of roses. Sink me in the river, at dawn. SEND ME AWAY WITH THE WORDS OF A LOVE SONG. Sorry for all the song references.

Too morbid?

SEE YA NEVER.

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