we are made of star stuff

This growing old is getting old

I often find myself here thinking

'bout the birds, the boats and past loves

that flew away or started sinking.

And it's crazy here without you

I used to think this all was ours

we'd stay up late, debate on how we find our way

you say, "It's all up in the stars."

-fun.

she never said never

hat, coat - H&M ; shirt, skirt - thrifted ; shoes - Charlotte Russe ; scarf - Brilliant Stranger

glimpses 2/1/13-2/14/2013

Even though I haven't been working these past few weeks, it seems that I have still been pretty busy!  I went home to visit my family and hung out with some friends I hadn't seen since high school.  We played the Game of Things (best.game.ever).  I've shoveled a lot of snow, and even with all the shoveling, I managed to get my car stuck in my driveway at least four or five times.  Today I actually had to get it towed out.  (And it's STILL snowing.)  I threw a surprise get together for my best friend's 25th birthday (he had no idea!), and had a cupcake-making adventure for said get together with a Russian friend.  I've finished several books (currently reading Hell's Angels by Hunter S. Thompson and The Spellman Files by Lisa Lutz), and have also taken up journaling again.  I hit a deer with my car (don't worry, it lived) and now my car has a chronic wink, at least until I find the time (and money) to get it fixed.  I've been working out almost every day and even playing some basketball with friends (nothing but net, naturally).  Yesterday I even cut my own hair, rather reckless - curls all up in my bathroom sink - but satisfying.  And of course, I've been playing a lot of pool.  And by "a lot" I mean A LOT.