Wasn’t That A Party
Rule #637 about partying hearty, kinder-style: it just isn’t a fiesta until someone ends up with shredded pinata remains on their head.
(It’s a holiday today here in Canadialand, and I’m still off the grid, except to post pictures of birthday – birthdays, plural – debauchery and to weep pitifully about the end of Lost. So. As you were.)
Posted by Her Bad Mother on May 24, 2010
Filed under: emilia, grace in small things
Tags: birthdays, lost, lost the end, pinata zombies
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."What is done out of love always takes place beyond good and evil." (Nietzsche, Aphorism 153, Beyond Good And Evil.) Not, unfortunately, beyond Dora dolls that shout 'WE DID IT!' when you step on them, but you learn to cope with that.
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