last tuesday it stormed violently and the rainfall found me out in the street, kicking off my shoes and dancing down the pavement with the water that rushed to the storm drains.  I let my sundress be soaked through and my hair turn to damp ringlets while I stood in the warm puddles that gathered in the tilts and cracks and dips in the asphalt.  and ( Read more... )

I just got a candy heart that reads , "IN A FOG."  what the hell does that even mean?!  and how does it relate at all to the late saint valentine and his continued annual work of love and merriment?

also, yesterday I wrote an epic post about my adventures in Baltimore and DC and Baltimore again this past friday, but it was deleted.  I realized that ( Read more... )

I had to change my layout because Jenny and Hilda made me self-conscious.

damn you, you enemies of complementary colors!