pudding

apparently barnes and noble induces car sickness. its been a long time since a car ride made me sick. tomorrow is thrift store shopping day, love that shit. there is something cool about being able to take forty dollars and be able to by a ton of stuff. plus with the way i wear clothes (and by wear i mean that i will find the a great outfit and live in it until it falls apart) i don't have to feel as guilty if my general klutziness results in stains, minor rips, ect. my favorite article of clothing in high school was a sweater i bought for a dollar. i bought a book on how to revamp t-shirts, it looks like fun and it will give me something to do. always in search of a creative outlet. and it gives me another excuse to lurk around in the aisles of craft stores searching for miscellaneous crazy bits, mmm...craft stores. i could live in those places, there is so much to look at and lots of little shiny things to get distracted by. i'm losing my mind more rapidly these days, i catch myself staring off into the distance at nothing. some things i just can't explain, its just a feeling and though i could probably attempt to articulate it i am fairly certain it would just come out as a series of inaudible noises. i worked on my feet today, they are at the peak of sexiness right now. i've got sexy feet but joe doesn't care, he's playing wow. i've told him the only way i will remove the lavender polish from his toes is if he lets me paint them a different color. he did finally pick the gemstones off of them though. i'm tired, there is such a thing as too much emotional honesty in one day. even if the honesty is only in conversations with myself. it's odd that there might be strangers reading this that understand it better than people who actually know me could ever profess to. its not odd, its sad.