"You can't see the truth in a house of lies"

Sometimes really great lines come from people who amidst their personal lives you wouldn't necessarily excpect profound things...Like Ryan Adams.

Today has been the worst day since I've moved here, and nothing truly traumatic happened.  It was really just all a lot of little things (and a big whopping migraine,) that made me really in a terrible mood.  And, truth be told, I have really no one to tell it to.  So I won't bother telling you.
(though, in the heat of the moment, I did write this on tumblr, feel free to feel my pain.)
Mostly all I have to say is, as of RIGHT now, Christmas (or Thanksgiving if I am very very lucky,) cannot come fast enough.  And that sucks because September is taking it's sweet time finishing up.

Really, I just want someone to talk to. That's about it.
I'm kind of done with this entry, there isn't much to report.  I've already buried my face in my sorrows, now I'm sitting on my deck and looking into the distance, listening to crickets and looking at the seafoam green house I can see out my window.