Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Home is Where My Stuff Is.

Home. Sheena has no idea what that is. Let's face it. Sheena is a rootless cosmopolitan. An unlanded gentry. A homeless divorcee with all that it entails. Weep for my loneliness. Gnash your teeth at my domestic failure. Rend your shirt at my sadness. Pity my barrenosity.






Not.

13 Comments:

At 12:06 PM, Anonymous Midnight said...

Beautiful .

 
At 8:36 PM, Anonymous Midnight said...

I have no idea what this girl is saying,
but I think I like her style.

 
At 9:19 PM, Anonymous spy said...

pretty fancy hotel room. Where?

 
At 9:24 PM, Anonymous Midnight said...

No way , Spy , baby ...

 
At 12:52 PM, Blogger saran said...

3 days and I too shall be mourning the undomesticated life...
Sigh.
;)

 
At 9:56 PM, Anonymous Midnight said...

To get in the proper mood, for your pending vacation, may I suggest, that you may wish to re-post, the video:

The Cardigans 'My Favourite Game' (Uncensored)

Or, readers can check it out, on your Sheenavision YouTube Channel.

Cheers.

High Line

 
At 10:07 AM, Anonymous Midnight said...

Now, THERE'S A WOMAN, who could use, a Pope Bobble-head (crazy-glued to the dash, with a Spike-Punk 'doo...).

 
At 11:05 AM, Anonymous sooey said...

I thought you said "infantile" not "infertile".

 
At 10:46 PM, Anonymous Midnight Hoser said...

The perfect DINK candidate...

 
At 10:48 PM, Anonymous Midnight said...

Should read : 'candy-date'.

 
At 5:06 AM, Anonymous Midnight said...

Heh heh heh ...

Who else would have, a ten-foot, cushioned, head board?

 
At 5:26 AM, Anonymous Midnight said...

It dissipates, and sometimes even prevents, back-flips...

 
At 11:36 PM, Anonymous Baron Ossity said...

Prost !

 

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