
La la la.
I'm so random.
My sister says I'm flamboyant about love. She is so right, that punk. She told me so. Grrrr. "Love is not a victory march. It's a slow and it's a broken hallelujah."
But, um, can it be a victory dance? Like when the footballers score a goal and they start doing that dance.
Anyways, back to that cake. Oven? Yes, right? It WILL rise.
Prrreeeezeee we can haz kek in firin nowwwzzz? I waited I eated my dinnner.
Oh, you hate it when I talk like a baby.

Yeah...so prance your victory when it's appropriate, but don't forget that you pursued that win...and follow that! Keep your chin up, because I'll be watching like an angel ready to deck you.
ReplyDelete