April 2010
i’m walking on eggshells, i’m walking on glass.
it’s a dark sort of love. the kind that scares you at first - and yet once let inside, it expands and unfurls like a deep inhale of smoke from a just-lit cigarette. you’re not sure why it appeals to you, but it cannot, will not be denied. it begs for attention, diverts your thoughts, curls up into a ball upon your chest and lays there with a weary sigh. it encompasses your waking...
high
violet. it’s got me high.
The world still is the same, you never change it,/
As sure as the stars shine...
– Dean Martin
oh and lyrics to autumn sweater:
when I heard the knock on the door I couldn’t catch my breath is it too late to call this off? we could slip away wouldn’t that be better? me with nothing to say and you in your autumn sweater I tried my best to hide in the crowded room it’s nearly possible I wait for you, oh, most patiently we could slip away wouldn’t that be better? me...
I fall in love with my music.
I do, and maybe this is the root of my pathetic love life.
I fall in love with these romantic notions. Of a guy singing about me, to me, for me, in front of me.
To know that men exist, with these notions and these thoughts and these feelings…yet I have never experienced it…is disheartening.
And I get these unrealistic notions of what to expect from...
maybe I peaked.
maybe that was the best I was to ever get.
maybe you caused me to set my standards too high…
live on
coffee and flowers.
Conversation 16 - The National - High Violet
I had an exhausting, draining, crazy day.
I am defeated, physically and emotionally.
and then I remembered the movie that awaited me…
(splinterheads)
and I felt a little better.
Give me your eyes, I need sunshine.
WOLF PARADE
My ideal cup of joe!
Take some coffee,
then add a little soymilk
and some vanilla!
and voila. instant deliciousness.
I wish I was man enough to drink it black, but the sweet stuff is just so good!
Alright, if I don’t buy my wolf parade tickets today, I may spontaneously combust. Well I guess it’s not so spontaneous, seeing as I cited the reason for my combustion right...
now is the time for taming that mane of hair o’ mine, getting some coffee, doing my taxes, doing my laundry, seeing how the night shakes out! oh the perks of days off.
I rather think it would be nice to live in Stars Hallow, to have a Luke’s Diner, and to have Luke’s incredibly attractive, well read, James Dean-esque nephew as well. Oh the charms of a small town life!
yes, I’m obsessed with Gilmore Girls. You just don’t understand!
Hi, my name is Caitlyn! How can I serve your addiction and/or obesity today?!
why does MY coffee never taste as good as coffeehouse coffee? I ask of thee!
So sad work is putting a damper on this lazy, hazy day.
my heart hurts.
whilst I wait for my ipod to charge, I am packing up for a lonely picnic at the park.
it’s such a lovely day, i’m off, i’m wearing a dress, I feel like this is the only logical action.
oh and wolf parade tickets go on sale today, this is a must.
this whole independence thing? it’s starting to grow on me.
What delivers me here today is my absolute delerium. My teachers feel the need to conspire against me and have three tests, one day. Just lovely. I also procrastinated beyond reason for those tests, which did not add to making this day any less traumatic. The weather was horrendous; hot and dry and windy. This being the combination of my least favorite weather elements that mother nature has in...