plethora

this post won't be random AT ALL.

ha.

i really need to start writing on a daily basis again.. help with writers block and you would get more of my hilarious life on good moments that the morbid tragedy of "nevermore"....

y'all my house yesterday at 11am was in the perfect state of cleanliness and picked up ness. i even thought "hey, i should take all those photos i've been promising to post". did i? well since you see no photos i guess the answer is redundant? rhetorical? not sure which word is appripose

i used to have a favorite word to throw around in conversation. 'plethora'. it's a good word. pandora. that's a good word, too, but no one hardly thinks of her nasty self and the box anymore but immediately assumes the online radio station thingamabob. and actually, that get up is really good.

opened the last of my christmas presents last night with grace. because yes, darnit, it took me that long to get her package in the mail. we've had a tradition for the past few years of calling each other and opening the gifts together. it's always sweet. btw, i think grace is the last person in my circle who still says to me when i'm being an utter flake of a friend "it's okay. i understand".

hey, guess who butt dialed me friday? i got 4 1/2 minutes of  conversation -- i especially liked "take that shit off sweet man"...since i don't believe in coincidences i wonder why forth i have this special voicemail on my phone. is it so that next time i see him i can call him sweet man?

ah, life.

oh a much better note i went dancing saturday night with a guy from m@tch. i haven't danced that much in a long, long time. he would only let me sit when i was tired. it was a good time.

study? pffft. what's that.

also, i'm going to graduation of steve and his beloved. that was a hard decision to make. shut up. the wars of the roses continues. i've got a few months to prep my self.

random. not AT ALL.

dance on people.