lies and truths

lies

sometimes i lie. such is the case in my last post. i really don't like school. in fact- i think i actually hate it. it makes me really sad.

that's really all there is to it.

truths

a favorite

a forever favorite

when elephants swim...

by Steve Bloom

sunbird bluemoon

• i need a new pair of boots. i've realized that i do away with any issues of self-confidence once i step inside a good pair of boots. that and a side pony and homegirl is solid.

• i start semester tomorrow. i'm kind of excited to get back into learning but at the same time, just not ready to get back into having obligations. academic responsibility isn't my strong suit.

• just two more years. they'll fly by though, right? RIGHT?

• on a lighter note, since i now have a full kitchen and an almost-expendable grocery budget i'm going to get into cooking. yes. me. cooking. and notice how i didn't even say 'i'm going to try to get into cooking'. ohhhh no. this is happening. tonight i took on southwestern style black bean burgers. pretty damn good i've gotta say. must remember this recipe.

• at some point, i should probably write about my summer. eh. at any rate it was incredibly delightful. or delightfully incredible. whichever suits your mood.

kanye sucks.

a heady anthem dripping with such a sweet syrupy hook.

terrible video. but SUCH a GOOD song!

too many vampires.

all it takes is one bad day to throw your game off.

falling in love >>><<< falling apart

my dog is gone. chasing sassy squirrels in those clouds up above. or maybe wherever we go when this is over. she was a real beautiful dog.

but death is just a long distance relationship. cause love can even survive that lengthy period between unions.

i need a good cry. otherwise i just get this sick feeling in the back of my throat that brings me down low. but that thankful cry never comes when i think i'm ready for it. only when i least expect it. when i'm really ready for it i suppose.

the whole world starts to drown.

it feels those cold waters lap at its belly with promise.

then it sinks in and wallows with me.

Lisa Mitchell

eat your heart out.

i am in love. i know you are too.

The Primate Exhibit