"my thoughts were so loud, i couldn't hear my mouth..."

the other day when my mom and i were driving home
my thoughts were racing
they were pounding against my head
begging to be let out
i felt like they were screaming at me
and i was shocked that my mom couldn't hear them
i mean, she was sitting right next to me
and they were just ringing in my ears
i was like, there is NO WAY that she can't hear this
thoughts are a funny thing

i want yann tiersen to write the soundtrack to my life
i listen to the amelie soundtrack all the time now
i mean, i used to listen to it somewhat often
but now i just want it to be there all the time

curb your enthusiasm is funny
i really like that show
since i appear to be such a huge fan of larry david, i suppose i should give seinfeld another chance

today i went to the dentist
and i had taken my little pocket sized walden with me
i really like the way thoreau writes.
im reading like 5 books at once
and i cant do any of them justice
but i want to read them all
right now!

go tell it on the mountain - james baldwin
life of pi - yann martel
the invisible pyramid - loren eiseley
walden - henry david thoreau
the glass bead game - herman hesse
all great great books. i promise

i like going to the gym
i just wish i felt like i was losing weight or getting stronger or healthier or something.

finding the right purse is really hard
and sometimes you just have to settle
especially if you know exactly what you want
i wanted the perfect black purse
big enough for me to fit like, a book or two, an umbrella, a water bottle, etc
zip closure (so all my stuff doesnt fall out)
single strap (one of them inevitably falls off if its a double strap)
preferably a floppyish strap so it molds to my shoulder
another long strap so i can wear it like a crossbody so my arms are free
no rhinestones or excessive studs or zippers
is that too much to ask for?


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