how? why? not fair. these weeks are all just flying by and getting ahead of me and there's no end in sight for anything anymore. and by that, i mean i won't be going back to school in the fall. expect things to get either really depressing or really phsychotic around that time. not sure which way i'll swing on the emotional scale, and it's probably best that we're prepared for the worst. hopefully it won't be so bad that this becomes a poetry blog. that would be a serious turn for the worst. let's all just think optimistically about this one.
speaking of optimistic: i painted some polka dot pants. right now i'm saying it's because of the sorching heat, but let's see if i actually wear them in the future. place yer bets. i can't even predict the outcome. will i drink too much wine and dinner and decide to take them on the town? will auditions for clown millionaire come to town? will i enter into the witness protection program and be placed in children's book? WHO KNOWS.
and look at the time now! now it's friggin thursday and this post is void! i'm not changing it. ya'll can deal.
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