Monday, January 31

This is what happened.

This weekend I got a little bit BORED.

  
So I dyed my hair pink... and bought a guinea pig.

my mom says i'm impulsive.

Saturday, January 29

Twenty-Eleven

New year, new blog layout.  Maybe I'm becoming a little bit gangster in my early-to-mid twenties, because I was trying to think of a new name for the blog (because "Catch 22" doesn't work when you're, gulp, 23) and I couldn't get this song out of my head.

I got to thinking about what it is I blog about. Recently, it's been a whole lot of nothing, but that might change. just maybe.  And I don't really want to imply that my life is literally like graffiti on a wall behind a bar, but it goes along with my belief that sometimes the most beautiful things are found where you least expect them.   It's not to say that I even particularly like graffiti... it's just, well... yeah, ok sometimes I DO like it.


I'm trying out this theme: looking for the incredible in the most unincredible places.  Because I think sometimes we find what it is we are looking for.