Just think of this and me as just a few of the many things to lie around- to clutter-up your shelves..or interwebs.
So. The name’s Erin and I’ve had this tumblr for about.. nine months, and I still don’t know Jack Shit about it, so I figured I’d give it a shot now.
I originally created it in order to post comments. Unfortunately, I have yet to be successful in that endeavor, so I usually just end-up reading and creeping on people. S’all good, though.
The updatage of this blog will most likely have an inconsistent-type of frequency to it, and who knows what I’ll choose to put in it. I’m sure no one wants to hear about my currently jobless, loveless, fuckless mundane life, but, hey, if that’s what people want to hear, why not?
It’s Four AM and I think it’s about time I ptfo. No need for me to still be on westcoast time. Man, some of my best nights’ sleep this year were there.
..And, Hell. I need a decent layout.
You don’t sleep in your skin, ‘cause it makes you feel cheap;
So you hang it next to your bed, and hope your bones will still keep.
