maybe you should cut your own hair, 'cause that would be funny, it's cheap, and it always grows back.

Currently listening to: Regina Spektor - "Us"


I looked at a few photos on the evening. I mean, on this evening. On particular evenings and days; we look older. Even kids I didn't know in the kiddiest of their days-- they look older. Golly, I look older. But I still wear tights and skirts and have brown hair.



Connectivity-- or is it connection? A n d a r e t h e y synonymous? Don't get me started on the -nymes.

At any rate, at the present time:

connectivity: n; the state or extent of being connected or interconnected

and

connection: n; a relationship in which a person, thing, or idea is linked or associated with something else

So, I think I vote connectivity. Anyway, the point is, connectivity!


In the perfect world, we all get along. And I don't just mean that we all get along! I mean that WE all get ALONG. It's not a mere fact of toleration or forced interest, but a genuine thirst for loving one another. Like a nonviolent bloodbath of undangerous bloodmixings.

But the signs are there; the signs are clear.

Maybe sometimes you've got to let go of the ideals you ever-so-strongly clutch like that piece of cheese in your literal beak to make room for some you've not yet visited-- or maybe some you've