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Monday, October 17, 2011

"He keeps coming back, like peanut butter herpes."

Irving Nature Park on Saturday.
Nifty tree roots and moss.
A rusty car off one of the trails at the park. It was adorable, in a sort of forgotten and forlorn way.
Yesterday, I met this cute little kid at church. He looked around four years old and he was wearing a striped cardigan, rolled up jeans and little velcro Toms. I asked him what his name was and he replied,"I'm Oasis."

No word of a lie, guys.

The abundance of hipster couples at the Vineyard are spreading concentrated doses of 'hipster' on to their children. It gets comical. I <3 Christian hipsters and their children.
Love,
-J-
(completely unrelated title courtesy of Moriah and I's conversation on Saturday.)
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3 comments:

  1. kylieOctober 17, 2011 at 6:03 PM

    that is awesome xD

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  2. JulianneOctober 17, 2011 at 7:17 PM

    After I told my mom, she told me she wouldn't visit me if I named one of my future kids Oasis.

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  3. AnonymousOctober 17, 2011 at 8:25 PM

    Bahaha, Oasis lives next door to me. (if you ignore the creepy racoon haunted house inbetween.) Come to think of it, there is rather an abundance of strangely named people who live around me...:)

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