It's 1:30 am--Do You Know Where Your Wandering Thoughts Are?

Oh, mine are here.

-Still going through a music phase. Fin and I rock out daily. New playlist to be posted soon, simply for my own bemusement.

-Thrilled that a friend is beginning to receive acceptance letters from the various law schools he applied to. Makes me remember my own acceptance letter, and how I completely blew the chance of a lifetime. Oh, Sarah Lawrence, will you take me back someday? I'd consider dating women.

-Is orange a color of William and Mary? I associate the two. Something historical, I think.

-Remembering these days:

...Days of color-coordinating with my guitar...

...Days of glamour that I was certain I hated but definitely miss...

...Days of gorgeous moments like so that become gorgeous photos...

...Days of all-night bowling, mocha frappuccinos, weekly letters, my sweet ride the Buick, the Killers, Hellogoodbye, Mae... (Fin, you are named for that band Mae)

-Kind of am dying to cut my bangs like this, just to have a quick change. Bad idea? Concensus?

-Still am loving the color pink, even for me now...

-Reilly's redecorating her room, which is making me think of her new theme, Paris. Le Wi-Fi?

-Hmmm... French. Marie Antoinette was French. I love her. I used to write bad poetry about her right when I got out of high school.

"Hey there girl,

You're still just a girl, aren't you?

A kingdom in your fingers, a baptism still tangled in your hair, a dream in your mouth,

Where are you going to go?
Hey there girl,

You're still just a girl, aren't you?

You'd probably rather go play with your dogs and your dolls and your dusters

The green only stretches to the hill, not beyond

It's up to you to climb up, get up, get out

I see you cry, and I hear you choke in your ruffled nightmare--
Wouldn't you rather have skin?

I'm not blaming you

It's not your fault

You're just a girl in your momma's pearls and heels thrown on a throne

They certainly didn't need to take your hair for their trophy

But the bright side is you're just a little girl

A grown-up little girl

And now you get to spend eternity with your dogs."

See? BAD.

-Want to find a print of this to hang on my wall.

-And get these things from Etsy.

I always go back to plaid. It's comforting to me.

-I am no longer hiding so-called "friends" on Facebook. It's admitting to myself that I'm too chicken to remove the connection, but they are too damn annoying to stomach. It's passive-aggression of the worst kind.

-Wow. Just hit me. Really single now that Ricky moved away. Gentlemen?

No takers? Fine. I'll just set my Finley from stun to KILL.