sitting and staring

right now i'm sitting on my bed looking at all the clothes strewn about my room wondering how a room full of this many individual articles of clothing could produce so few outfits to my satisfaction. its mind boggling, really. i'm sorry i've been a bad blogger. if necessary i'm sure we could impeach amber from the worst blogger title and mercedes could find some totally awkward picture of me to post with my newfound title. please don't though. i've been meaning to tell everyone that i started an email address for us when i started the blog that i thought was needed to start the blog that ended up not being important. anyway, it's whyarewesofunny@gmail.com . it may come as a shock to all of you that our inbox is empty. it was a shock to me, i'll tell you what. i'm not going to give you the password now but if you want it ask me for it because i don't want the thousands of other people who read this blog to sign into it and start writing posts under the name 'vermont'. even though i guess if they were funny it might be a new and exciting kind of contribution. whateverrrrrrrr.

i'm bored and things in new york feel confusing and scary and i'm once again seriously questioning whether or not this is where i want to be living. last time i felt this way i rearanged my room and invested serious time in a boyfriend and i felt better. i don't know if that's going to cut it this time around. we'll see i guess.

this post is more emo than funny. it required me putting on some black eyeliner in preparation.

amber you'd be so proud of me, i've been watching all of the lord of the rings movies. it has taken over a week to get through the first two because i don't know if you know they are SO LONG and sometimes a girl's gotta work in the morning/falls asleep by accident. i may watch the 3rd one tonight as a reward for actually putting away all the clothes that are strewn about instead of just staring at them. or i might just watch it as a reward for being lazy. which is ok too, as far as i'm concerned. lately i've been just wanting to read things like harry potter or watch other-worldly movies but then as soon as they are over i feel a deep and genuine sadness that those worlds don't really exist. i just wanna have a conversation with the trees or something.