vox et praeterea nihil
A voice and nothing more; a mere sound; hence, fine words without weight or meaning.
About Me
- Name: Ivy
- Location: Los Angeles, California, United States
your a-typical asian american uber-otaku nerd girl from the valley
Friday, July 26, 2002
Are you Addicted to the Internet?
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so this blogging thingy,
somewhat enjoyable,
mostly self-indulgent drivel,
but hey, such are most things in this life.
is today a new day or just an illusion of our yesterdays
ok, that's a creepy musing from my distubed mental state.
blah blah blah.... entry entry entry.... what to say? what to say?
somewhat enjoyable,
mostly self-indulgent drivel,
but hey, such are most things in this life.
is today a new day or just an illusion of our yesterdays
ok, that's a creepy musing from my distubed mental state.
blah blah blah.... entry entry entry.... what to say? what to say?
Wednesday, July 24, 2002
adios concepcion' (otherwise known as my '91 silver ford aerostar)
an ode to my old woopty
old woopty that went far and near
passengers always experienced such bliss
riding with me, they'd never miss
though sometimes in fear
road rage aside
bad drivers moved wide
for fear of your girth
they never knew your worth
but i surely did van o' mine
i've run out of rhyme... or have i
alas its for naught
i'll no longer be troubled looking for a parking spot
for your long frame and big ol' booty
but i'd gladly take up that duty
to drive you once more
with that heavy foot on the gas
to get four on the floor
getting by the sepulveda pass
at barely sixty-five
well at least you never died
constant on the rode
i end my ode
in fond remembrance of my old woopty
an ode to my old woopty
old woopty that went far and near
passengers always experienced such bliss
riding with me, they'd never miss
though sometimes in fear
road rage aside
bad drivers moved wide
for fear of your girth
they never knew your worth
but i surely did van o' mine
i've run out of rhyme... or have i
alas its for naught
i'll no longer be troubled looking for a parking spot
for your long frame and big ol' booty
but i'd gladly take up that duty
to drive you once more
with that heavy foot on the gas
to get four on the floor
getting by the sepulveda pass
at barely sixty-five
well at least you never died
constant on the rode
i end my ode
in fond remembrance of my old woopty