six sense=blossom's menstrual cycle aligning with her bff's

best shirt ever!

little boys size large bought second hand, $2.99. thank god i'm flat as a board (and screw you judy blume for the shattered dreams):

and yes, i hate my feet but loathe shoes more...therein the conundrum lies.

vegan bananas foster waffles. with vegan ice cream. heaven. nomnomnomnomnomnomnom. even though cheese used to be the base of my food pyramid i can't say that i really miss it....unless it's long island pizza. partaking in that particular meal would invoke a whole world of pain, however.  

eek (the cat) (whhhhhhhhhhhhhhha complain whine wine etc)

i'm waiting for the weakend. i've been listening to depeche mode and the national and wallowing in my own wine seeped pity paralysis. yes, things have been so blatantly bad i can articulate alliterative emo abbey lines like that and be too blaaaaaaaaaah say to backspace that affronting affection mongering self loathing of a sigh. 

 

sooooooo....how are things?

pardon the inclusion of an overused visual but i ripped my metaphorical heart out last week. i called meester squish by his original name and he perked up...because i thrive on inflicting misery on myself i went through his adoption papers...and called the woman who had owned him for 12 years. she had written detailed instructions about his care...it was obvious she loved the little fluffy bugger. from what i understand she was getting divorced and meester was hers; she couldn't bring him to where she was moving...but her and her husband just reunited and...i gave her cat back to her.

doing the right thing f*cking blows.

i was supposed to be on a plane to london right now *looks around, notes the lack of tea, royal wedding hoopla, pubs and fags...sighs*

there was cat drama and online etsy craziness and an upcoming move/finals so i called it off. i only purchased plane tickets b/c they were ridiculously cheap...which is good b/c british airways kept the majority of the purchase price point.

alright, i'm done. it's trivial crap compared to how bad things could truly be but my mood is unfortunately overriding my dangerously high level of anti-depressants. 

: )