i only listen to jellybones but i can whistle sea-ghost.

thus, i can't take anymore hanging out because i will freak out if i don't make out, and only then can i chill out.

i am unsure of my ability to lodge a tiger, and that is depressing. however, i am more sure of my ability to dissect a soccer ball, and that is uplifting.

debussy's claire de lune kills me so please play it at my funeral, and yes i'm serious, but no, i'm not serious about that happening soon, god-willing.

i started going to church on sundays on benefit street, a church that looks quite suave.

i have begun taking 1 hour walks each day. i build it into my schedule because i know there will always be sometime during the day when i get distracted/zone out. so i plan for it. being distracted while walking is good because it leads you to places like where i went on friday, which was an ice cream shop with 21 flavors of soft-serve followed by the largest willow tree. but being distracted while walking also leads to tripping, which can give you a new sense of perspective, that is, from the ground.

i just googled cheerleader hair bows, and they have really long ribbons. you wouldn't think it is a hair bow, but it is.