And..

So: it is accomplished. I did everything I set out to do, Sunday night. It gave me good thoughts and feelings.

So: much more new music. I found a music blog that is just my taste, and also the deviantArters are proving to be a good source of great music, thanks to the necessity of titles for their deviations and the lack of creativity in that area, on average.

So: I have a lot of ideas about things to do for my room...like cotton ball clouds, and satin walls. Perhaps a silhouette portrait in an antique glass frame, or something equally charming and homemade.

So: it's an old day, at this point, and it has been full. My icon supply is replenished and I am coming to terms with myself and the world. I might pierce the back of my neck; perhaps the back of my tongue. I am still unsure, but I so, so want a tattoo. It doesn't matter anymore, the repercussions of old age.