"oh you nasty boys"

Hello friends!

Thank you for thinking about me sometimes. What am I doing right now? Oh! I am so glad that you asked!

Yeah, nothing. Should I cut my hair?

I have been praying intermittently to the various energies in the area that they would coalesce into something that could help me clean my room. It may have worked; perhaps it was this ethereal being that whispered in my ear as I slept and inspired me to get a rack for my clothes and some storage buckets for my "important papers" and some shelves for my books and to throw away a bunch of things that I guess were trash.

I have a crisis about once a semester at around this time, and luckily this year I think I managed to have the bulk of it over the weekend. In my blue period I would be on the road to school, and then I would have a panic attack and go shopping instead. And then I would do the same thing several days in a row. And then I would cry and my professors would say that it was ok. I think the fact that I don't do this anymore means I am becoming an adult, in some sense of the word.

Oh no, I didn't mean to "get real" w yall!!! I HOPE U WERE READY!!!

I made a sister/brother blog on tumblr if yall want to read it.

Also, I wanted to add this to my Aretha post:


Also, because why not, here's this:

Bear with me yall, it's been an Aretha Franklin day.







Watching these just makes me think of all of the times I've watched someone really belting a song (or trying, rather) and feeling like they are screaming for no reason. Aretha does it with real feeling, and her voice gives me shivers.

Like I said, compare/contrast with this video. Mariah you know I love you, but you are a diva for my generation. What I mean by this is, like the America of the 90s you are soulless. (Aside: is this why Beyoncé is so compelling, because she has made herself into some sort of holographic post-diva?). Poor, poor Mariah. Her new singles are simultaneously fabulous and profoundly sad. (Y U SO OBSESSED W ME?) (I WANT 2 KNOW WHAT LUV IS!!!)