Okay, so where the hell did I go anyway? Good question. It's one I've been grappling with since my unexpected absence. Yes, I am indeed writing to myself here. I just can't seem to get into the swing of this blogger idea, really. There are so many things going on in my head, but I can't quite vocalise them. I wish I didn't make things so complicated sometimes. I really think I should just turn my phone off and deal with my own crap. Seriously. Bah! Bah I say. BAH.
Now Playing: The Decemberists, "Leslie Anne Levine"
p.s.
I'm seeing Colin Meloy in SF at the end of January. Thanks-so-very-much boyfriend!
