will you, won't you, will you, won't you, will you join the dance?

so i could talk about pitchfork and it's glory, i could talk about the incident on the train which sent me home unable to understand the brutality of urban humanity thus in tears, or i could talk about how interesting it is that all of the people i find close connections with end up being redheads.

let's go with the latter. the other two another time. i feel like blogs are for whatever's IN your head and ON your mind at the time. :)

i mean, i wouldn't say i'm automatically attracted to red heads, i've just recently realized that they tend to be some of my favorite people i have the weirdest deepest coolest connections with. interesting, right? right.

backyard family barbeques these days really are some of the best places to have fun, because you always get to unexpectedly hang out with those people or that person you played with as a wee one, and now are awkwardly growing up next to. and then you smoke pot or something together and so many things change!

bababa
dear evanston summer,

you are turning out to be pretty beautiful and interesting and complicated and confusing and i think just pretty neat. so keep it up, i could do without those few annoyances and confusions, but such is life. so. ok. you're ok. you're swell.

that'll do pig, that'll do.

forever,
emma.