make of it what you will.

That last post was hideous and scared me so it's gone.

Out of sight, out of mind, right?

Oh, Jesus Christ, I hate making phone calls - so I lead a lonely life.
mason jennings said

My head is lost. Forgot for 4 days to pay rent.

Now possess the most adorable of adorable cars. Affectionately, zoom zoom.
I buzz everywhere, a round bee of oblivion.

Today requires pigtails whether or not anyone agrees but it's made impossible as I can find only one rubber band. It's here, looped around my ring finger in all it's translucent glory.

Suddenly it is that I'm crawling on the floor of the bedroom through the rubble searching in vain for a rubber band that probably isn't there. Clawing through dirty clothes, CD's I haven't listened to in months, some with scribbled messages across them, "to [pomegranate], with love!" and "to [pomegranate] on her birthday!" Marker hearts.

Non-symmetrical with one side pulled back, scouring the floor of the living room, my top drawer, the bookshelf, I know these suckers are lying everywhere, snickering at me for not being able to find them in their game of hide and seek! I'm late and I've missed my first class and I'm still looking. I stand and realize, maybe I could instead slide all the change laying everywhere into my zippered felt bag and scurry off to buy a new box, overflowing with snappy bands and anxious to twist in my hair. Deal.