A belated merry Christmas

Haven't done this in a while, sort of neglecting it. I spent Christmas at my grandpa's house in MA, we watched way to many movies and drank lots of gingerale. Now I'm left missing my gorgeous family, life is just so magical with them.

Vintage sheets in some brown dresser drawer,

So the gold fish has cast upon me an obsession with a little hotel that consists of just milk for sustenance. Very neutral this little place is, but there are wires running about and the beauty is so thick, it took me 30 paces to walk from the lion footed tub to the old ironed bed. Also, a very kind person bestowed upon me twigs of horse hair along with the rainbow and I died. Thank you, thank you, thank you. I strive to be a good person but she's just above and beyond. Oh yeah, went to the castle of Prussia today with an old friend. Saw some peasants, a few knights, lots of jesters, and even the wise old man who came down from his town of snow to say high to the fairies. He granted them wishes and wisdom.

Dear diary, what are you doing still alive. I thought you died in the house fire.

I'm not sure about this whole blog thing, I feel as though I'm talking to myself, but I hear human connections are a positive thing on this planet (as well as being able to spell positive without getting self-conscious and checking google) so I'm just going to think of this as an online diary, for the whole world to see, how ironic. Time to stop rambling and get on with the show which is I have officially made my first post.