Lovertits

Ugh, I owe you little songs from as far back as Friday! Damn me and my lazy-laziness! This weekend has been a huge blur of grease paint and 3rd Rock from the Sun re-runs. . . I'll let you marinate on that one for a while.

Fridays song is a two-for-one, because I couldn't pick between the two. Enjoy.








Peaches reminds me of a very strange time following my first and most spectacular (read: epic) failure at trying to assimilate to life in the University. I learned, not only am I incredibly bad at being social, but also that I don't really like people much.

I came to the conclusion during this time that I would make a terrible doctor for exactly those reasons and took med school off the table. I also realized I did not have the social skills to be able to stomach life in the art world and abandoned art school. This left me in a bizarre and unanticipated educational limbo which, coupled with my lesbian hang-over from having spent the last year drowning in a writhing heap of homo-erotic drama helped to usher what you and I Dear Friend refer to, cryptically as the N*** Era.

BUT in spite of all that, or perhaps even because of it, I am hilarious, beautiful, wise beyond my years, and when home alone, I draw the shades and dance around with wild abandon to Peaches.

Miss you.