ok mail-ladiez!

today i made my classic chocolate cake,
listened to indie music and waited
for the hoot n holler of the not so far off train moan.
im going to start appreciating the apparel of my roots more in depth
example: i am going to start wearing feathers in my hair
(party of my one/eighth navajo indian heritage)
mother nature has been using her all too familiar
trickery....
a false spring.
way to go.
summer is only four short months away.

mildew

the walkway home when wet smells like mildew
probably my second favorite smell
next to wet cement
today i smelled both. it was raining, its january. i walked on the walkway
and my nose was filled with mildew smell, not the crunched up old
kitchen rag that makes you gag mildew smell but the.....torture chambers from the tower
of london kind, rotting water being released from cracks in between rocks for years.
i love that. i love that so much. i have three cankers in my mouth today. ouch.
my nails are gold.
the other day i saw a man driving a truck with dentures hanging from his rear-view mirror.
whats so wrong with wanting to be a part of a biker gang......cant a provo girl dream?
feeling funked.
feeling blogged.
and a little bugged.
darn you jack frost.

sassy sexy

walking on campus i notice
no swing in any hips
except those sassy latina girls
who were born with sexy
whatever sexy is.
its their instinct.
i'm not jealous, i just know that i was born differently,
thats all.