rainbows! they are colorful. as am i. oh you want a musical subtitle? ok...
~why are there so many songs about rainbows?~
irrelevancy at its most sincere
rainbows! they are colorful. as am i.
you walked in
she thinks she missed the train to mars
so today seems to be about depression awareness. funny, i am keenly aware of it everyday. it doesn't take a genius to surmise that i've dealt with my share of mental illness. being depressed is like being in a tunnel where you can't see the light at the end. the quandary becomes pretending that you can see the light well enough to walk towards it. if a light exists at the end of the tunnel but you've become blind, does it still shine? instead of more rhetorical musings i'll leave you with one of my favorite songs about suicide.
it's hard to see the fear inside
i'ma paint my picture

postcards from prettiness. dear self, don't forget to stop and smell the prim flowers.
i found a new amazing store with these dreads called =Parx=. it's in two ongoing hunts, one you just missed, and one upcoming. and there's a lucky chair, so plenty of reason to check it out already. i had a bizarre encounter wherein someone paid me the price of the demo hair i had on...so this hair was freeeeeee. it reminds me of freshman year of college. enough said.
anyone else find it amusing pearl jam are now in a target ad? i guess that puts them in the bullseye of commercialism. the song is ok though. "the fixer"...eddie vedder does psych 101. i wish i could fix lots of things (and people [and i don't just mean castrating or neutering them]). wouldn't it be nice if we could fix cancer? and HIV? and people who act as cancers or viruses? here's my avi clutching her boobs in the hopes that some day soon the fix will be in.
