Things just keep getting weirder and weirder and now Christmas is for shopping and the Shopping God is everything.


I was never a Pearl Jam fan. I’m not anti-Pearl Jam, they’re just not that great as far as I’m concerned. Regardless, having heard a band cover them at a bar, the outro to ‘Black’ has been in my head for days.

Maybe it’s just winter setting in, but this has been a very ass-backwards week for no reason in particular. The cold is disorienting, all of a sudden, and the constant ceiling of grey nothingness is overbearing and unwelcome and making me speak in riddles.

Like I said. I’ve had fuckin’ Pearl Jam in my head. That should explain things accurately enough.

About Nikki

I've been writing since I was in kindergarten where I Crayola-markered an epic tale of a tiger and a balloon on a stack of lined papers folded into a booklet and stapled along the edge (carefully, and by my teacher). I love DIY, sewing, folksy music, animals and getting out to look at and listen to nature.
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