A smudge of Ashes

in reguards to Grey and other things

I am not sure entirely where I am going with it, however the little bit that is there right now is autobiographical.

I am tired, but my mind won't shut up. I might type up something else tonight .... If I don't I most likely will tomorrow. I have apparently done something to my left eye. Something that causes it to feel as though I still have a contact in it, and to look very pink. I mean yesterday it was red, but then I was wearing contacts, so I did the rare thing and wore my glasses today instead. I don't understand the corrulation but for some reason when I wear my glasses I am the biggest clutz....

I also think I probably look like the biggest dork, which in truth I am, with my typical pigtails and cat eyed glasses, running around in things like th eout fit I wore today, which constisted of a t-shirt I had painted with the words " Warning: may cause fever,euphoria,nausea,hallucainations,sedation,seizures, memory loss,insomnia, anxiety, panic attacks and in extreme cases death " of course all these things apply to me, and my huge jeans with hand painted flames at the bottom.... Who me? No, I am not a dork..........................