the thing is, i realllllllllllllly love this chick. we had a 'whos more of a hippie' debate and we were both TRYING to win. i think we decided on a tie when roach pulled out my collection of dread hats and miss.a pointed out her beehive tattoo that is all about communal living. woah, right?!
my life rules. a lot. you might not dig it, what with the lack of funding and dvd player, but i'm beaming.
i'm broke, tired, sickly and i've never been happier. i mean, ok, about 20min ago i was a little overwhelmed. but i'm really enjoying feeeeeeeling life. i dance down the street, sing to the dog and cat, and sleep in often. i twirl when i walk and watch my dreads fly out. i climb to my roof to watch the sunset often and sink my head into hot bubble baths while listening to music that makes me want to go to marfa, texas and watch stars fall. i daydream about going to portland to listen to justin sing in a hot dark room and chattanooga where i'd lay in a field with crs hues and play a tambourine and fall inlove with my happiness over and over again.
i really feel like my increased yoga might be saving my life. graham says i'm gonna have to do a lot of yoga to balance party!party!party! and normal healthy living. so, i'm trying.
i still suck at going to the gym. i will always take a) a burrito b) friends over fuckin' working out. i wish i could get more into it. hopefully i stop sucking at it and start ruling the treadmill and ab whatever machine... my lack of discipline unnerving.

side note: i gotta get to portland... i think that might be midly life changing.


mmm i can smell winter...