Emo kids and Cats
Bumbershoot was this weekend. Saw/heard some great bands. Saw/heard lots of little Emo Seattlites. When I was in high school I didn't see many kids dressed in anything besides the latest Abercrombie sweaters and whatever the cool style of Doc Martins happened to be. I wonder if that had to do with the Vis and St. Thomas dress codes (no unnatural hair colors for the girls (and boys, I suppose) and military school boys need regular haircuts... though in my day the desired look would have been long shaggy James Van Der Beek styles and not swoopy black bangs...
There is thunder and lighting outside. That is almost unheard of in this area. I missed it. Suits my mood. Now it's gone.
Cats seem to want to cuddle with me whenever I wander my neighborhood. At least in the past week. I wonder why.
Sometimes I want to just drop something heavy on my foot or slam my hand in the door. I finally understand the mentality of people cutting/burning themselves to manifest pain in a physical, visible way. Not going to do it. But understand a bit more.
There is thunder and lighting outside. That is almost unheard of in this area. I missed it. Suits my mood. Now it's gone.
Cats seem to want to cuddle with me whenever I wander my neighborhood. At least in the past week. I wonder why.
Sometimes I want to just drop something heavy on my foot or slam my hand in the door. I finally understand the mentality of people cutting/burning themselves to manifest pain in a physical, visible way. Not going to do it. But understand a bit more.