update to movie about australia with Rupert and Lydia

last scene at the hotel where they are having roast beef Yorkshire pudding pickled veg some gravy a little treacle dessert and getting to know the family
she is a bit wistful and dreamy with him he's a station man he wants a famly she'll do fine she's strong but an orphan and he tells the grans he loves her while she's fiddling in the john with her hair
there the nice folk that want the best and tell him he'll have the farm she's the only child of their only son and it's a good thing he's come along and he says he did want to farm gramp says come and learn and he says he will and then she returns bright eyed
'supper was wonderful' all is well he pays the bill

they go off into the sunset and you can smell the pressed cotton of their clothes and the shampoo they used to wash their hair her armpits are stiff from shaving so close and his beard has a nick under the folds of his chin

the part that fixes it

well today was one of those days whenI don't give a fuck about the rest of the world because the laptop (computer) decided to get fcked in the ass
isn't that sweet
down to downnear pure dogshit in that department
very cool to have it be postable already
and the oral surgeon complies with
'let's have another look at this if you don't mind' it seems terribly unpleasant any way you look at it
    as she staggers out the surgery door

in britain they call all those places 'the surgery'
and how grim our despair when we see a loved one stagger out of there
soon that shall be me...well..
Dr Sr Barb
I've written a little poem about what's coming up for me
  first off I've given birth to a tiny wisdom tooth
I knew it was there always pushing developing it's root
still it comes and is a tiny pearl
in the back of the line where they want to dismember my upper left molars for the sake of
continuity isn't that sweet
they wish me to be aenesthitized for the process...I despair of ever having a script for oxycodone in my house all the trouble it's caused I shouldn't want to acknowledge I write for it I should think
I said no so I'm shaky and turning a bit to alcoholor realizing that really isn't the way for us good
CAtholics and Higgins..well maybe it's our name I never wanted it I wanted something different
well..I got it that's a poem!!
how bleak my despair (don't know the best words for poetry DOSC
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quotient modification Plumeria vistula
with flowers
that's the last batchelor button as I pick the seeks and bring the invoice
we'd like to know what that is
it's a varient form of life within which the connotation to pug ugly is applied

so..

anyways off and running are the brothers that's behind every carnival display complete to the oarless rudders where he'd be picking through the remanents..of a lost anxiety
we figure it to give some kind of sporadic what? worry nah not nomore
I'm feeling rather sporadic at the moment here I go to the vitamin c drawer exploring
juice interactively with some relish
yeah the green pickle kind that sort of thing
what you believe how you recover to fresh air and plants and good dirt
see where it's all at how it gets returned?  quite easily in the right circumstance alwaysa about'
balance and measure that sort of quotient...how that jumping the keyboard happens what's it
relating to?
quotients modifiers math logic demographic personality interaction family
that sort of thing who are you what do I retain of this experience
the travel in  St. Paul/Minneapolis the Indian words only a few of us know the reality to
only thing he said we could keep for five minutes...where we'd be at the time
that sort of thing to step out into it
the concrete actually buying some
indignity how far beyond us
so we'd read it over and over
she's a kavorkian self suicide with that pulse
lookit how educated and doing that
mmmhmmm
alter ego personalities going on
we'll relive the torture for a moment it's exclusive I'm good at it
we can do this you'll be fine...it did hapen
you was a plant

them's their fersail items... and we buy it
he'n a good little boy
that know of (we) hehe

yep...I've defined that too

so play it loud and clear everwhere
I'm off to this day

lrc

nupost

didn't get a ribbon for any of my art entries this year..more like the case if the map works you can see how that goes...disappointing in that frustrated no one knows how it happens..intending to spread light in the world my name is Titian and there it is...
are we so brave??

have to get up and shower but so foggy tired from about six hours sleep went off from the high school crowd they were so noisy and happy and we were trying to talk she bought me dinner and a drink that was strange it felt borderline sexual predator
with versions to come
as though I couldn't trust my own intuition and followed it down its sleepy dusty road back to the beginning where she had a good personality and went on to live her life
all I wanted to do was catch up
maybe write the kind of emails I right here now
I guess I didn't like Jeannie Epp and Kathryn WRight all that much
because there was some issue over Wright making Jeannie
her little pet
and no one thought it appropriate

the real issue was maybe all the boys were having profound sexual impulses and impressions and it got carried away in the Bonnie body there was a story they rode up the street in front of the school having sex in the back of a station wagon during school hours and Bonnie was supposed to be in class and she wasn't she was another one of those that had a baby soon after

I found it all very humiliating and I think I suffered a great deal in that time because there was something where we didn't have any control
and then Richard started slugging home runs at the Teagle house with Adele's son whom you just don't see anymore taking him in the hot tub
for hours on a SAturday night

while my marriages crumbled around the detrius of his playtimes

that would have been the Priest and the Altarboy ruining another transmission

where I could think the times I did get it right
all the systems were purring and whirring and there wasn't much grease but a lot of spastic activity in particularization

kablump kablump

we should have been all intrigued to get this far into the situation without being so maudlin as to be affected by it he said he dropped an anvil on his toe should think it serves him right last time he complained it was a bad tooth and here I sit with the remains of the day
that's how he does things