amanda!!

i know! this is the worst thing: i want to go to the gym but i need to use my new lock for the lockeroom and i can't remember the fucking combination!!! STUCK!
 
i wish i knew what to write! i could write things like 'advice to a young indie fashionista' and it could be about how conformity was a paradox. but that may lead people to start gothic bands called 'camus' and i'd hate to be responsible for that.
 
pls say hi to the baby monster for me.
i will look at the site tonight after i figure out a way to go to the gym and subsequently join the rest of society out of doors.