Welcome, welcome, welcome!

Well howdy hello good morning/afternoon/night! You're probably wondering: What's up with the whole "My Mother was a Rose" thing. Well, I shall tell you.
Once upon a time, I dyed my hair with KoolAid. Yes, Kool Aid. It works wonders, I tell ya! Anywho, ONCE UPON A TIME! I dyed my hair with Kool Aid and wondered what "The School Policy" *deep ominous music inserted here* would think of THAT! So I told my buddy that I worried about it. She said to tell them that it was natural--to tell them my mother was rose. The saying sorta stuck. I recently dyed my hair purple, which turned out pink (no Kool Aid, dearies. Thank you for asking). It felt natural, you know? To be that different? Best part is, no more "THE SCHOOL POLICY!!" *thunder and lightning* to worry about.

So, I wanted this blog to be like that. Free with no hesitancy and natural. Just how I like it. :) Things about me you need to know? Hhmmm hmmm hmm. Not important at the moment. What's important is that you feel welcomed. Do you, my lovies? Do you feel at home here? I hope you do. Pull up a chair. Yes, that's it. Good. Now, would you like some tea? No? Some soda? There you are. Welcome home, my sweeties, welcome home.


Does it bother the snot outta people that the tab button doesn't work on here? Or is that just me being paranoid. Man, oh man, I am ALWAYS paranoid. Today I checked behind the shower curtain for serial killers TWICE.

What are YOU paranoid about? Chances are no one will read this blog, but, if you are, bless you!!! And answer! I feel so lonely writing all this crap down. But, in the words of Richard Wright (don't ask me who he is, I have no idea)"I would hurl words into this darkness and wait for an echo, and if an echo sounded, no matter how faintly, I would send other words to tell, to march, to fight, to create a sense of hunger for life that gnaws in us all". And with that dramatic thought, I shall leave thee to enjoy thy e-soda.