dino ghost.

after watching amanda sing the world speechless,

cory said it was impossible 

to do that to your voice

every single day.

i set out to prove him wrong.

i started singing my highest of all "dream on's."

and by singing i really mean screeching.

his reaction:

a shoulder pat and the following comment, 

"i'm not sure if that was a dying ghost

or a constipated dinosaur."

my reaction:

do the dino dance.

we played scattergories at fhe.

our group had the best responses.

here are a few examples:

[letter = o]

tools: o.j. simpson

[letter = e]

things in a medicine cabinet: ecstasy

weapons: elastic bands

[letter = m]

things that are black: men

[letter = w]

body part: weenis

foreign food: wienerschnitzel

things you yell:  whore

i guess some of those answers were too spicy for some people to handle.

i got way too many appalled/disapproving looks for yelling whore.

it's like they've never seen mean girls.

in between sessions i got bored and drew on myself.

left ankle.

{i've been doodling dinosaurs a lot lately. hello, new obsession.}

right ankle.

{roboto by bethanie.}

we're thinking about going professional.