planetary (mis)alignment

yesterday was the weirdest day in the history of ever
today comes in second

twenty years is too much
(evil) seven is not enough

he followed me to a reception

a glass of wine in my hand...

it's true

fingers touch

and we move on

(deafening silence)

i feel like my husband should probably have asked for a divorce (in private) before announcing on facebook that he is engaged to the mother of his two children. i sent him a message and suggested that perhaps we should talk...no reply

high school yearbook

i wear black on the outside
'cause black is how i feel on the inside

and if i seem a little strange
well, that's because i am

aragon

mysteries

one always finds only what one is looking for

the lizard, again

sometimes trying to do the right thing isn't the best thing.
(most of the time, in fact...)

i don't know much about bikes except that guys look hot when they're riding them

“I see so many people who look like they haven’t gone shopping for clothes since the fucking 80s, haven’t listened to anything new since then and really basically died at the age of 23 but won’t get buried until they’re 80.”
- Mark Holmes

i have a thing for old men. it's official.

p.s. the only good song on this new album so far is the one that sounds like it was written 20 years ago. and so it goes...

conflated

a) wind truck

don't take in too much (as much as you can) because it's too hard to hold it all, there's too much pressure

b) smoking will turn you into a vampire...

that's because we don't have friends or cigarettes

shall we walk or shall we stand here and confront the issue?

just remember that when you're 93, i'll still be funny

definitely a low light plant

you don't have to overthink it but there's no such thing as feeling too much

i'm getting closer and closer to standing on my head

holy grail

modesty
tenacity
clarity
kindness

no exit

Every something is an echo of nothing.
- John Cage

kiss and make up

i'm still not sure what the hell that was
though one thing's for certain, he may have been right about the shower...

a year and a day

his sanity probably precludes his being interested in me...

i hope it's not a sign that it's gone.

time is out of joint

it's official - online dating has directly cost me over $500 in veterinarian bills...

super moon

cocky genius boys with attitude and brains and hearts bleeding in all the right places
my weakness...
i developed a "very nasty" and seriously painful ear infection to mourn the passing of one mr. adam yauch.
sympathy, empathy...safe travels...

it was good wine, i just didn't like it that much

men are such suckers for the right shade of red lipstick
hilarious...

almost paradise

the kind of men i love aren't meant to be had

need more wine

he's not the boy i used to know
(not that i ever knew him, apparently)

charismatic, naive, passionate, restless
i wish i could have stopped him from falling down the hole...

you are about to throw away this message without sending it

wish i knew what you were looking for

interesting

i still have no idea what is going on

yesterday: why do you come here?

today: it's always the same
(thank you ms. etta james)

i am always right

apparently when i was sixteen or seventeen i prophesied that i would end up living "alone with my dogs and my vcr"

turns out it was cats and a laptop (actually, i still own four vcrs...for work...but i digress)

"some girls are better for weirdos than others"

insight like that is what best friends are for