How are these idiots so wise?  I am boggled at this.  Anyway, here's to honesty.

Grateful for: Skins, Netflix, Englishness, water, food, air conditioning.

I'm thankful for...

*Emily, Amy, Corinna, Kristen, Cherry
*my laptop
*deoderant
*books
*Tia&Tio
*yoga
*perfume
*pillows
*cotten
*mythology
*maps
*men-folk
*bug spray
*ibuprofen
*Kashi Peanut Peanut Butter Chewy Granola Bars
*Matt Kearney's crooning
*hiking
*my yellow bandana
*freedom in running

Do work.

"Poca favilla gran fiamma seconda."
-Dante Alighieri, pappa della lingua italiana moderna


(Google it.)

Here's to the future

Reads like a good novel

She stared at the scribbled pages littering her bed, and sighed.  On her television, children in black robes ran about the corridors of a castle, solving mysteries and making memories.  She lifted her eyes and watched the clouds float behind the sheer blue curtains.  "Time to fix this," she thought resolutely. 

Now.

I just feel really badly about the whole mess.  And what a mess it was, in retrospect.  Gosh, I can't believe myself sometimes.

Baby's Freshest Beat Poet.

Watchu want-girl?
I want a friend, someone who cares about me and wants me around.

Watchu need, girl?
Someone who will put me first.

It ain't you, is it?  Well shoot.

Thanks for the tough love, bro.
Loved feeling you up, let's do it again.
 Niente.
   Niente.
     Niente.

E il modo in qui io sento.

sento Sento sento troppo.

Penso pEnso penso tRoppo.

Io amo AMO amo troppo.

PER


NIENTE NIENTE NIENTE mondo.  tu sei niente, mondo.  che cosa faccio?