fuck blogger. i just wrote this post and it's being dumb. so i'll have to try to remember what i wrot.

it feels so good to have a blue streak in my hair again. being a blonde got really boring.

am much more grounded after talking to autry on the phone. don't think is just coincidence. you rock and i love you.

and am not having so much trouble with this now. it got really bad for a while there today but now it's waning again, and i have a better idea of what's going on.

autry mentioned the picture of my parents at their wedding and i looked at the piano to see if it was there and it had fallen over. really symbolic.

escaping off into sleep again, if my sore throat permits. fuck i hate being sick.

honey i want to know where you are tonight and why you're not here with me holding me tight...