
life is great...people are weird.
analysis is like a lobotomy. who wants to have all their edges shaved off? so...i've stopped analyzing. it's fun. sometimes i catch myself doing it still, but i don't have time for that.

people stare, people look, people judge. what am i gonna do about it?
the past few weeks have been the best. vacation mixed with friends mixed with love.






return to reality...party time, bocce time, gizz-ay time.




oops, i killed two squirrels by accident and conor broke my window. oh yeah, and i lost my wallet. bad luck, but i hated that wallet.

xoxo cubby