c'est l'halloween! i am thinking about being edie this year, which shows i am being pretty lazy in the creativity department lately, as most of her outfits in any given pic kind of look like something i would wear on a saturday night, but i might need to play up my eyebrows for once, which should be a treat.. maybe fill in my missing patch (thanks marco radin, it was grade one and the scar remains. bogus).

Nothing too intense to report, just livin' and a lovin' and soaking up all the magical things that come along with it.


ps - below is a sample of m ward's work, a song that i can't stop repeating. thanks jordache, this song makes me feel ill with comfort and cute. and i don't even like birds.


I'm not the tiger, he never had,
I'm not the first hit when you got it bad.
I'm not your second, I’m not your third,
I'll be your bird.

I'm not your Chesnutt,
I'm not your Mould,
I'm not your DJ on late night radio,
I'll be the first one to ask where you were,
I'll be your bird.

Then when there's no one to care
I could protect like I’ve always been there,
I'll become your bear.

I'll sing statistics, & hide the truth,
I'll tell your dad anything you want me to,
I'll hide your locket under the dirt,
I'll be your bird