home.

my room is a jungle of stuff.
old stuff to throw away, new stuff to put away, everyday stuff floating around.

my laptop picks up somebody's wireless, but doesn't actually connect -- so i sit, staring at the "connected" icon, all the while knowing that it means nothing.

like a hollywood makeover. pretty on the outside, garbage on the inside.

hence, i blog from the family computer.

let's see what pictures i can find.