More ginger then beer

~ Halleluyah ~

Apparently, the masses are out to enjoy the mirthful carnival which happens yearly. Tumbling and tuckered out would seems all appropriate, this festive doesn't seem to induce me that much this particular year. Savoring time and mashing potatoes would all seems to pace against gravity where planetary motion takes place. The obviously slothful motion that shown on the diagrams are humbly agile when being observed well enough. Neither delighted nor glum, it rains in the core of my ginger ale thus just simply plain. I accredit that tenderness by affirming my actions, truly till now i did not regret my actions because it is "worth" it. A word that weighed and could never be heaved. -eve-

An elephantine day of purely gormandizing and digesting gossips. Exact word "CHILL". In fact it's a bit more then the routine yet less then majority. Shall end christmas with a thanks ^ ^ -day-



"More Ginger then Beer"