monroe

The simple process of coming up with a name is really impeding many things in my life right now. It's so...permanent. It took Scooter and I weeks to name our dog. Imagine trying to come up with a name for a potential boutique, and on a slightly less significant note, a blog. (yeah, I decided it was time to graduate from tumblr to a big girl blog) IT'S INTIMIDATING.

Mmmm....in other news, I am feeling the shit out of this album lately:

I kind of love that most of this band looks like they should work in an office or something. This song makes me feel all emoz inside, but in a good way. Siiiigh:

Two people are alley cats
We have an unhappy cat
He is restless, needs attention, loses patience, seeks affection
Monkey grooms, blossom blooms
Do you dig germs, The Germs?

Well we wear each other's heads like hats
Speak in tongues like alley cats
Cradle them in both our laps
When we lie alone

Speaking of unhappy cats, the puppy means well, but he's driving the cats pretty crazy. I think we need a house. To house all our creatures haha.

Awww RIchard.

Anyway, I'm also thinking a lot about summer lately and hoping it will be awesome this year. I think this will be my summer anthem. [sidenote: First Up is a pretty sweet music blog]
I take the bus to town. Sittin' in the back and talk to no one. I got my high heels on. I go out dancin' all by my own....soon as I get inside, I lose myself in the blindin' lights....until the music stop you know I still run this thing like a dancehall queen, I really don't want no hassle.

Lovelovelovelovelove Robyn. Obviously.

The hair (and the eyebrows.)

It looks like I have cleavage:

I FOOLED YOU.

I guess that's all.