pssssssst!

so. i was hanging out with molly j this weekend. we went and did some sweet sweet clubbing on saturday night (since clubbing in hollywood is our favorite thing ever), and in the process of getting ready the next morning, mind you, we had danced our pants off not but 8 hours earlier and refused to shower, she stops to ask me if i have ever used psssssst.

"have i ever used what?" i asked.

"psssssst," she replied.

"psssssst? that's actually what it is called?? i must know more!"

she then proceeded to pull out an aerosol can of yes, PSSSSSST. first of all, are you kidding me??! and second of all, i'm pretty sure this is the best thing i have ever beheld in my short adult life! first of all, it's called pssssst!! that's all i need to know, really. slap my grandma and call me susan, i'm IN. anyway, naturally, upon this great revelation and enlightenment, i had to try some. my hair, still suffering from the aftermath of the nights events just hours earlier was a hot mess. i'm talking dishelveled and greasy. was i going to shower? no. so, i begin to psssssst my hair, and oh.my.gosh. i'm telling you, whatever is in this magical can of psssssting delight, i don't even care because it brought my hair back to life and i felt as if i'd been made anew. say no more life, i am sold. in. done. lifetime supporter. i'm going to the store TONIGHT and purchasing this thing! my hair never looked better given the fact that i forewent showering.

my life just became 20, if not 30 times, more amazing. i don't think i have to say much to convince you of the truth in this whole matter. just go get a can of PSSSSSST and you'll see... ohhhhh you'll see!

this tornado loves you.

my hair is scattered all over my face and my eyelids hang heavy from my sockets. no one is watching.

but this tornado loves you.

and when i sing you a song and play my strings you'll look up for a moment to see me. but the pictures on the walls fall and smash into things we can't recall. a thought could catch you but my spinning is much faster. so i tore your heart out and watched it disappear.

this tornado loves you.

in a blink of an eye i ran through this room, leaving you and leaving your lovers, all helpless on the floor. broken limbs and broken eyes, skin turned inside out. skin too small so i'll break you out, turn you round and spit you back out. and all the while, i'm whistling.

this tornado loves you.

and in the morning won't you come out from all your hiding? come out to meet me. i'll carve your name into the earth and leave all your scratches by the sea never to be found again. chances are i'll destroy you before you step out the door. loving you loving you, you send me spinning.

and spinning on i know you knew, i know you knew..

you knew this tornado loved you.

my new little lover.

so, not too long ago, as in a couple of weeks ago, i was sitting at work

as i typically do every day, and i had this feeling that i needed a ukulele.  i had never really thought about this before, and frankly i have no clue as to where it came from.  whether it was an effect of sheer boredom, or a revelation from above, i may never know.  but all i can say is, it was the best notion i ever could have had.  so, i immediately went on ebay and bought a ukulele for $30.  A week later it was in my sweet little hands and i have fallen in love.  everything that comes out of this little wondrous instrument is like honey to my soul.  so, here is a little snapshot of me and my new little lover. 

 

i will try to chronicle these intimate moments when i feel necessary.  thanks and i love you all.