i wanted to make some. the erasure of that which constituted as essentially useless (though, surely pretty) content on this joanna newsom inspired (what things aren't joanna inspired? or plagiarized for that matter?) blog, was one of many decisions i'm accidentally taking up, now that life is expectant.
that thing happened, and after doing this for years (good lord, years), i can tell you, it's inevitable - that thing where you stored a blog long enough, and it comes to have accumulated enough gross feelings, such that it stops being remotely fun to sift through anymore. you start to find that the things you were once proud to have written are suddenly effortlessly flawed. what was once defiantly accurate, is now embarrassingly honest. but being naked on the internet has always been my gift.
the gross emotions never end!
if i happened to have carried over readers to this thing - i say welcome. i say welcome, and apologize in advance for not posting enough. and for having ever acknowledged myself as a nihlistic hippie. what you see in me is neither nihilism, nor idealism - both of which demand a degree of unwarranted commitment. what you see is left over teenage angst, and long, exhausted, dry, thick, hair.
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