speed of life

ehhhhhh....

Just got back from Subiaco...was dragged there by family. There's this random festival going on.
sometimes i wonder if my sister has any inhibitions at all. She was taking pictures of randoms. Openly. From about 2 metres away. Not even a 'hey, do you mind?'; she just fished out her camera and clickety-click. Snapshot. And she kept taking pictures of cute little girls- after watching that movie last night (one-hour photo) it was kind of freaking me out.
There wasn't anything all that interesting. omg, but there was the sweetest faced book-seller; you know that smile that just makes the corners of your eyes soften? I told my sister this and she goes "nah, i only go for hot dudes. And emos."
hmm. there a number of things i find wrong with that sentence.
a) there needn't be an 'AND emos'. Cuz emo's ARE hot.
b) one shouldn't judge so superficiously
c) one shouldn't base one's penchants for the opposite sex on the amount of bleach they have in their hair, or the way their muslces are toned, or (if i be frank) the size of their dick.
You know, sammie, you're right. I probably will end up with a fat ugly man for a husband. In fact, i can't really imagine it any different.

I don't want the year to end. It's gone fast. Too damn fast. Every time you try to savour the time- draw out all the moments, Time's cruel hands slice it's face faster so the hours go by like seconds.

counting crows, ghost train
"I took the cannonball down to the ocean
Watched the diesel disappear beneath the tumbling waves
Love is a ghost train howling on the radio
"Remember everything." she said, "when only memory remains."