Hello. Too Long.

Too long, really. I've been around: eating, sleeping--you know, the norm. So I guess this place has found its way into abandonment. I guess it would be healthy to start it back up.

I have no links to this place/blog/digital carving. I think I kind of like that.

You know. Like in an impish, middle-school girl kind of way.



I've made an un-startling realization that all these new indie-but-not-indie flicks have the Kinks carefully left in their soundtracks. Languid yet calculated--you indie fiends. I don't mind. They're not so terrible.

Fed up. Throw up. What up. You know, the usual.

I got healthy tonight and wound up eating a bowl of extreme cheese easy mac while focusing my humour bone on unfunny late night comedy central. Then my nightly peruse of the web. Dirty up. Shut up. Okay.

Why (and since when have) are Polaroids considered indie? Who threw that in the hipster shtick?

I need a new hobby. Might as well turn back to an old one. Shine up the dusty gun.

Welcome back. Thanks. See you at noon. Nite.