blue stripes and mussels

okay, these moments are the best best best: i am sitting here pathetically scrolling through facebook and blankly scanning through friends while wondering how everyone's lives fit into a profile so glamourously. i get a little green-eyed at the fact that i am still listening to avril and not some culturally sophisticated pre-popular indie band to supposedly reflect my character. i quickly become dissatisfied with little things and then big things as my composure begins to crumble a bit. then "sk8er boi" begins to play and i mean, how can i not sing along? pure bliss and contentment follow.

i am embarrassed, so i think i'm not going to (directly) talk about facebook ever again.

after this morning's sleeping in, this afternoon's lovely lovely 2-hour nap, and this evening's chocolate chipwich, i doubt i will be able to go to sleep anytime soon. yes!