Oh how I have things to say. But I’m having one of those days where I’m not prone to perspective so I think I’ll hold off so I don’t write something I’ll regret later and then delete in a moment of panic. I do that frequently and then I feel like a coward for not being able to just put it out there and let it stand, to hell with the people who don’t like it. Except…sometimes I’m very wrong. So, I think I’ll show a little discretion today. Because seriously, I have nothing good to say. I mean fuck man, did you really have to be such a howling asshole/psycho/queen bee/selfish, crazy bitch?!?! Erp…yeah, sorry. In lieu of that outburst, have what Ms. Bunny says is hilarity incarnate and a book I’ve had on my shelf since a trip to Asheville five years ago with an ex boyfriend who refuses to leave me alone (for the last time, I am not a Ron Paul supporter. Got it? Good. Pester someone else.) Glad I finally got around to reading it. This is a funny lady. And her name means Hellish in German. Also, I’ve been revisiting Motown. Because why wouldn’t you do that every few months?
Also, random phone pics cause I binge and purge: