lipstick and callous and fishnets and malice.

these very well may be the best years of my life... i like books... i always wear my seatbelt... everyone in the memphis airport is in a hurry. a big hurry... i watch the credits at the end of movies. the people worked very hard and all they want is a little credit... a penguin should live in my bathtub... i drink vodka like a pirate. because i am one. but pirates don't drink vodka you say. and i say yes, yes they do...... i collect travel pictures and fill my walls with them... i have an unexplainable desire to see everything and know everyone... i glue lego pirates to my computer and decorate my room for halloween... i want to sail to tahiti when the tradewinds blow west... i had to taste the ocean to make sure it was, in fact, salty. it was, and it was glorious... i am no longer addicted to ebay... sock monkeys!...i miss the gufs... i can't handle saying goodbye to people i may never see again... edward hopper never ceases to amaze me... david hockney paints my dreams... capital letters are for suckers... i have a BFF and refer to her as such... i am an editor... 'ive never met a person quite like you' was the single nicest thing anyone has ever said to me. but i'm not convinced it was meant to be nice... i graduated college and now i'd like to see something meaningful... you don't care about any of this... i am a student of the human condition... i'd like to keep my wisdom teeth. they're not in my head anymore, but i made the surgeon put them in a tiny envelope for me. while still under quite a bit of sedatives... i have a froggie named pete and he is in love...... i remember the first time i ever had aquafina water... i rarely leave a thrift store empty-handed... my favorite color is blue... i care too much and feel too deeply... i'd also like to go to africa. because i really enjoy hippos... we're trying to get away from using floppy disks... eyeball and dirtball are really great words.... i don't like christmas... i haven't played kick-the-can in entirely too long... i could watch fireworks every nite of the week and never get bored... i become attached to places, things, and people and find it incredibly difficult to let go... curious george is my hero. see left... i believe in randomness and chaos... i like the word tryst. also antebellum, arboretum, revolution and fuck... there's nothing more irritating than a burnt out lightbulb.... i was named after a beatles song... i keep a book of quotes... i don't make my bed... i clean when i'm nervous, anxious, irritated, or upset. or bored. or pissed off at the incredible amount of things i strew about my bedroom floor... i refuse to use white hangers... very near my entire wardrobe was purchased at the salvation army or some variance thereof... sundays are a figment of the world's imagination... for my birthday i would like a big box of the letter stickers used on medical charts, and a big fat hibachi dinner...this is not the end, there are never enough days