and so since the sun started to set today,

sooner or later finally happened, i've bared my soul about hypocrisy, wondered aloud over practicality vs morality, pained over friendship, and gone God la God in desperation. when i thought it was bad enough, i frowned in disbelief on you-probably-don't-know-what, was thrown into fuming madness, complained and complained and whined and whined and vented and vented to smallie laine in what she terms Freudian Free Association, calmed down, got started on it, and here i am.

and because so much happened in one night, i think i might take what a friend jokingly suggested on msn, seriously. i think i might just invite people over to my house one morning just so they can say, "Breakfast at Tiffany's".

because so much happened in one night.