so i sit here, realizing most of the time these days, i have either the courage OR the audacity to say anything i want to.  there is no filter.  if anything, there is just silence. 

“not a sermon,” just some ramblings from a girl that does not need as much sleep as she once thought she did.

I’m a bit ashamed to admit this, but I bought the “Transformers” soundtrack. I listen to it everyday (along with Keane); I sent away for the White Stripes new cd. I hope their new cd is as good as their first. And tell me why I can’t not stop listening to “The Way I Are” (by Timberland)?

An odd, collective group of genres; this might allude to what I’m doing these days. Today I sat down in a Starbucks (after work) and tried to write something. All that came out of my fancy, blue-ink pen was a journal entry, and then projected plans for when I plan to move to NYC next NEXT Fall or January 2009. I guess I’m low on the drama these days (sadly). CNMC is awesome in its own way. Smugmug/Photoshop is going alrighty. Class/es this Fall. Trip/s planned. Driving…MUST GET LICENSE!

With plans to photograph the C & O Canal in Georgetown this weekend with the fam, I guess this weekend is special. Maybe I can steal away tomorrow and get that tattoo I was chasing after.