Sunday, September 13, 2009

"airing dirty laundry" or "a sock full of quarters" or "ankle deep"

It's raining here. Rain is one of those topics that people seem to have a real passion for. But, for how much people talk about it, they never really say anything new. So, anyways, here I am, saying the same old, same old about rain. It makes me depressed, yet happy. It ruins my hair. It makes the grass grow, which means I'm going to have to pay the neighbor boy to mow the lawn sooner than I had hoped. The sky is a really lovely shade of grey today. I'm not wearing glasses right now either, so, out of my peripheral, the tree tops look like delightful, lush, inky blobs. Ha, this post is so trite, and I'm using commas like a boss bitch, or a second grader. 


Sorry that this post is ambling so, and that I sound so pompous. I'm just feeling extra introverted right now. I haven't done anything today except watch the Rachel Zoe show, as if that's supposed to explain something. 


Ok 3 things (bullets always help me reign in a direction for this dumb stuff) :


- today I woke up just extremely grateful for everything
- I thought about eternity this morning and had a panic attack 
- I really would like some dusty rose pillow cases to break up the taupe-ness of my room


This is exactly why I never write long posts. I would also like to apologize for using the following words: trite, pompous, boss bitch. 

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