Usually I plan four or five posts ahead, and for the last week I've just been winging it. So although I know I just did a Norah Jones post, I'm going to go ahead and do a Florence and the Machine post.
You know how sometimes you feel like just being a feral sexy lady person who is full of the warmth of LIFE? Florence is.
She was a brunette at one point.
She is the Queen of flinging herself about joyously.
She looks badass all the time.
"Run fast for your mother and fast for your father, run for your children, for your sister and your brother. Leave all your love and your longing behind, you can't carry it with you if you want to survive."
This are the dudes in her band. The Machine part of it.
Her music makes me want to be a better, truer person.
Today I will: Do German, read Pilgram's Progress, work on that paper that I have to scratch and redo, finish True Girl's cover and redo the Emily Dickinson formatting, finish the back and compile the sources, draw a little because I promised myself one drawing a week, watch The Unnaturals and Three of a Kind, update Menfolk's queue, do Yoga, clean my closet out, and read fanfiction.