hmmm. hmmm. mmmm. mmm.

this morning i awoke and attempted to remove yesterday's mascara.

shower, scrub, wash. 

ah-ha. discovery!

not mascara. just dark circles.

im off to put on my war paint. i mean, face paint. i 

hmmmm. hmm. mmmm. mmmm.

title explanation: hmmm. hmmm. mmm. mmmm. is humming
(in case you couldn't tell). my friend angela and i do it all the time
to signify things we don't really want to talk about 
but that we can still laugh about. my first experience with
this is when  asked angela how old she was to be turning. 
Response: hmmmmm. hmmm. mmm mmm.