doorstops

i'm really getting hooked on twilight. it's full of all the things i love: drama. paradox. neurosis. i can see myself getting inescapably lost in literature in the weeks to come. lovely. just what i wanted :)

it's like i'm passing notes with my mom.

for those of you who know the vivacious rachel percy, she's begun a new blog to track her trails in france. follow the white rabbit into rach's world...

i love how the knickers yaks away to me, meanwhile my mind is 100 miles away and she doesn't seem to notice. i think that's my saving grace actually.

i don't know what to say to her. it was so random. and i don't take well to phone calls. if she'd emailed me, well that would've been a different story. who looks people up in the phone book anymore. random. the thing is i would like to see her, she was my closest friend in high school and we had good times. i just don't know where to pick up after all this time.

your love was a light bulb
hanging over my bed.