And brains. I'm pretty certain I had brains. That was before the ballet technique dance class that lasted for an hour and a half. With a little Russian woman teaching it. "Up up," she said, and had me... I'm also exhausted. It's just past 9:30 and I'm going to bed and even though I'm hungry a little because I skipped dinner, I'm not hungry enough to do something about it. *collapses into bed* ~Nebul

Non sento proprio nulla. Non sono neanche gelosa. Come queste settimane passate. Totalmente nulla.   Ma la nausea e la stanchezza . Quelle sempre. E poi sono crollata .   Sono...felice. Personalmente mi fa sentire solamente più, sola.           Grazie Mary.

 This is an actual playlist on my iTunes. The playlist is really called 'Life: Collaborate and Listen' because I'm a nerd who knows all the words to that dumb-ass Vanilla Ice song. But this isn't in response...– Simon and Garfunkel Folsom Prison Blues – Johnny Cash Don’t Stop Till You Get Enough – Michael Jackson Energy – Apples In Stereo Little Man – Tomer Yosef Out Of Habit – Ani DiFranco