i awoke this beautiful monday morning with sadness in my system and the system has to change the system has to be filled with sugar and spice and everything nice =)
and when i awoke i had LOVE HURTS by Incubus on my brain heavy and i thought maybe thats a sign... "love hurts but sometimes it's a good hurt, love sings when it transcends the bad things..but without LOVE i WON'T survive" hmmmmm and now i'm youtubing some old Incubus goodies....like "pardon" thanx mummy for making me listen to Incubus even when i would complain...oh yeah and my party invitations are fucked because my 5 or 6 year old dusty printer went completely dead but i did some banging little invitations..they are relly cute..i'm concerned about my party, my thrift store,whole foods,music store in fellspoint and antique store visits and i need guitar lesson really bad and i need to take my ass to dance class this thursday despite my lack of transportation and try to create a choir, free hugs & gay rights signs, busk (organize my street performances), sell candy, make rings, perform at ukazol books open mic shabang by February, decide rather or not i'm going to north carlina..zzzzz with my grandfather it seems so country i hate country i love city
i don't have time to stalk people anymore because its almost nitey nite dynamite
life will feel greater







i only drink starbucks occassionally...promise