bits of myself
"so it's not for me to say, because i change my mind from day to day, and when i look at you i only see bits of myself anyway."
(incoincidentally sung to the tune of farmer in the dell)
pump and pump and pump
and pump and freeze and steam
pump and pump and pump and pump
and freeze and steam and eat
pump and pump and pump
and freeze and steam and sleep
wake and pump and pump and freeze
and steam and eat and sleep
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July 7, 2008 at 6:54 pm
Katie
technotronic, pump up the jam
June 24, 2008 at 6:59 pm
mother’s milk « bits of myself
[...] i’ve written before about my love hate relationship with the pump… well, mostly about the hate portion. its rhythmic sucking makes me sing little songs to its always irritating tempo. then they mix around with the gymboree songs already stuck in my head. then i realize how badly i really do need the prozac and ativan. [...]