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swarbles.

a mostly goodhearted twentyeight year old lady who lives in a land where it's winter half the year. starlings nest in the soffit along the side of my house and mourning doves roost under the roof above of my door stoop. i fall in love all the time.

points of interest;
swarbles songs; songs i have recorded.
mariaface; a photo of my face for every day of twothousandandtwelve.
end thoughts; the thoughts one has at the end of the day.
things i made; self explanatory.

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went to the park to eat lunch, realized i hadn't brough a fork, decided to just eat my entire stir fry with my hands

right choice

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swarbles asked: top five childhood memories? and top five children's books? and top five places you want to visit?

childhood memories:

oh making me think on this first one.

well i suppose these aren’t in any particular order except for the order i think of them...

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if i were a video game character, my special attack would be the pouf spear.

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A Collection of Rare and Obscure Words

Cheiloproclitic - Being attracted to someones lips.
Quidnunc - One who always has to know what is going...

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had to go to a thrift shop today to purchase cozy pants for grandmother (not that i am complaining, because i will take any excuse to go to a thrift...

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moonfever:

in the third grade, we did a production of alice in wonderland. i was supposed to be the daisy. i had one line, which was comprised of one word (daisy), and i was supposed to sing in the flower chorus for the song the golden afternoon. BUT THEN, DISASTER STRUCK.

all through my school years, i would get strep throat at least once a year. and i got strep throat a day or two before opening night and missed the one or two performances of the play we were doing (i think there was a matinee for the school and parents who were available during the school day, and then a performance in the evening). my understudy had to step in (she was somehow even more timid and shy than i was, which is most certainly a feat, given that i was so ridiculously shy in the third grade). i was devastated, i had never been in a real play before (i was the farmer’s wife in our kindergarten presentation of the song the farmer in the dell. and i actually had a wicked fierce crush on the farmer [dylan something, it was either thomas {not the poet} or roberts], but this girl who didn’t like me told him that i liked him and i had to stop liking him because that’s how your brain works in kindergarten) and i was so looking forward to it. my mom made me the best costumed and a great daisy headpiece. BUT THEN, THINGS GOT EVEN MORE SAD.

my parents had gone grocery shopping (they always went grocery shopping friday afternoon/evenings), and i was at home watching wheel of fortune. and the show was ALICE IN WONDERLAND THEMED. i cried a lot.

i always get a little sad when i hear that song.

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