hair cut

Goodbye, sea hag nation. Hello, Matilda + Ramona Quimby + Eve Ensler!

why do I dream of Chuck Bass?

Seriously, seriously, I thought I would stop writing about the fog. I heard it was bright and sunny last week while I was in Portland. I guess I brought the gloom back with me. In the mornings it feels like winter in July. This should really be a blog dedicated to fog and Camera Obscura. Here is the next song I'm learning. I am the slowest guitar player ever.




I've felt so gross and uncomfortable lately, like a pregnant hillbilly sea hag with a ponytail and glasses. I don't want to talk to anyone. I feel like I'll never work again.

It was a strange week in Portland.