i must have said something, or had done something, because all of a sudden i heard my mom say, to my sister, "have you heard that phrase 'walks to the beat of a different drumer?'"

"yeah."

"well, crayon has a whole orcestra."

today i was driving my sister to meet up with some of her friends and she pulled out a book of those conversation piece questions deal. asked me a few questions.

she goes "what's your favorite loud sound?"

so i waited a second and then made a noise that could only be described as half seal half flaming idiot.

it was so unexpected she laughed. then she put her head in her hand and shook it back and forth as if to say "sweet jersey christmas what have i gone and done?!"

i did it a few more times after that, just randomly, because she did seem to get a kick out of it, even though she wouldnt admit it.

my cat doesnt like scissors.

im listening to the north mississippi allstars live right now. over the radio.

they're not actually in the same room with me as im typing this.

i have been trying to write this for an hour. but i keep getting distracted.

woo.

so im going to stop now, maybe write something of significance later.