creativity.

the older i get, the less creative i get.

i learned this last night as i sat in my bedroom floor making collages for various binders and notebooks. i just dont know where to put things anymore. but they turned out looking okay, i think.


tonight, besides the whole sad factor of rob's grandmother, was really fun. we went back to travis' new house and got the "grand tour" and then ordered pizza and watched a movie. tommy boy. first time i'd seen it.


so yeah. i dont really have anything else to say.

i hope not everyone can read me as easily as one person can.