Thursday, December 11, 2014

Psychic

Press play and listen while you read the amblings...

Hey Y'all,
Been on hiatus, we'll call it.
So many things.....I definitely abandoned the blog for a while.
Upset about how on trend being a disheveled Prom Queen was, I sought to reinvent myself.
Ha! Who are we kidding. Still Disheveled! Still a Princess locked in a Tower doing hair.
The big news is, I left behind the 16 years of awkwardness that was Me,
and finally moved away from Philadelphia, PA.
The awkward persona that I was in that town. Is shed! What a relief. Who the hell was that girl? No.
Now now, not to worry. ~This is not as to say I am no longer disheveled.
Still am that. But in a much more concise, less awkward way. Ha!
Nuff about that tho.
Let's get down to business and can I tell you how I would totally groupie ho Nicholas Jaar.
Um yes, I would. You see when he is with that Synth, doing his thing all sensual-like
and then starts to singing...
Yup. Mm hmm.
I get all disheveled. and then curls in his hair just get my naughty thoughts to stirring.
n fact, when I saw him in concert, I will admit to spending a good portion of the show um.
Staring at his ass. Very nice.
And Boo, I hope you don't mind having a psychic for a Lover.
Cuz, whence we we the do, I will be able to see. All. of you.
And if you followed the paper trails, you'd know I've felt this way for a while.
Ever since you were covered up in garden dirt. 
Oo