i meant to take some pictures today but i forgot but you don't care anyway. i'm just sitting in my room (on the floor all the time for some reason) daydreaming and watching stranger than fiction too many times and trying to write and draw in pencil and pretending i'm in a silent movie and eating sweet things :O macarons would be nice, or cupcakes. something that reminds me of what lauduree did for sofia coppola in marie antoinette.
i always sing out loud when i'm listening to music and sometimes (most of the time) it just sounds stupid especially when it's wierd songs by neutral milk hotel and animal collective that only sound good when the band sings them especially animal collective because you can never hear what's being sung anyway. why do people try to cover certain bands like on youtube especially? it just ruins things. speaking of which, i could probably sing /// write out the entire song "Grass" because i know it so well by heart. bragging sorry.
yesterday (on christmas YEAH) i was at that house, and it was so nice and i love that house so much. and we were all talking about how crazy she is and then we thought she heard us but she didn't actually. and i like taylor's glasses a lot and everyone gushed about how talented you are and as usual there were about eight bottles of wine. a few of them were homemade by the talented one (please) and one of them was nice but i didn't try it (i actually didn't try any) but the label was pretty cool and the bottle was cool too and the label art was just SO cool for once and i was happy about that because the other label design sucked, but that bottle was blue so that was pretty cool but i prefer the dark green bottles. House of Drunks. the House of Drunks. casa del'umbriaco? ubriaco? something like that.
and then the three of us wrote in that traditional notebook THING and i wrote something sappy about the path of life or something stupid and then the other two wrote funny stuff that was true and i was jealous of and then i felt more stupid and i just folded aluminum foil. then taylor said me and matt had the same handwriting and it is true, i have developed the devereaux handwriting. messy. small. weird. tall.
there were also as usual a million new york times crosswords that everyone was doing basically. everyone. that's another weird thing, my dad's family all love crosswords.
i wish i had neat self-taken pictures for you :( tomorrow j'ai promissssss i'll stack up my presents real nice and take wonderful colorful photographs for you that remind you of what lauduree did for sofia coppola in marie antoinette.
in the meantime
always ramblin about nothing, do you enjoy that?