college

here i sit, in the apartment of my sister..some people like to refer to her as gretchen...sometimes not. so she has this one roommie. i don't really have any words. they all left me. it's like my whole vocabulary just simultaneously just took a road trip. i thought lip synching to an evanescence song was something people did in like, 7th grade. she proved me wrong...way wrong. but anyways, um.

some sorta lyric

"Every jumbled pile of person has a thinking part that wonders what the part that isn't thinking isn't thinking of. "
-They Might Be Giants

genius. just...genius.