what's funny is, the things that make me feel absolutely bloody useless these days would not all make sense to anybody. what's funny is turning 31 and needing a nap before a concert. fucking midnight though, who goes on at midnight! what's hilarious is having a really good time but wishing for earplugs, better insoles, and less cigarette smoke. grateful for the throat lozenges, mints, and tissues in my bag, yes in fact i AM your granny. goddammit i always thought these things, getting old is just deciding not to care anymore, fuck it ok i need a nap before the musical stylings of the band younger than my baby brother. what's funny is finding it all funny.
also, bishop allen's guitarist? cute as a mothering button made of colored sugar, you just want to put him in your pocket like a mouse.
I could probably write a book about the things I think about pianos and I might.
corazon
little black ache
click click click click
butterfly nets
