Behemoths and the King

I love the word behemoth- I heard it today and wish I had a reason to use it all the time.

I am so tired, and recently have felt like I have nothing to say.

I need sleep.

I want it to rain, or thunder even. It's been too hot and things look too dead. It makes me feel deadish and I don't really like it.

I finally took my laptop to get fixed, hopefully it will be done soon, and I can write all I want. Woo!!

Also, I hope I hear back from Teen Vogue soon. It actually won't be like another month. But I really want to do this Fashion University thing.

I lost my ring from Marc Jacobs. I really need to find it. He was a cute little guy.

I saw a rock on the news today that had the face of elvis in it. When you look at it, by damn you see Elvis. It's so strange. And it made me wonder how things like that happen. As silly as it seems, things like that make the universe so unexplainable to me. I mean I understand that it's just a coincidence, but seriously, what are the chances that a rock forms to look just like a picture of Elvis.

It makes me excited. If anything that the world is just full of such mystery and amazement, that you can find one rock out of all the million in the world. It's amazing what kind of things can renew your sense of wonder and awe.


Sometimes it just takes Elvis appearing in a rock to renew your faith in everything...