peer pressure and palm trees

I like to think of myself somewhat impervious to peer pressure, but I've succumbed to this whole blogging thing. I don't really know where this is going to take me, I guess I'll just start out random. I have an unhealthy obsession with palm trees. I paint them, draw them, sculpt them, glaze them, photograph them, they are on my dinner plates, flip flops, pillows, and jewelry. Well, I used to have a necklace with a palm tree on it, but sadly it was lost while camping last summer. I cried a little. I don't really understand my obsession, but palm trees make me happy. I was once offered a job in a crafting store because an emlpoyee saw me fashion a palm tree out of a bamboo pole and a fern. She was impressed.

My other obsession centers around the wonder that is afterellen.com. I am continually baffled by the social network created amongst its users, and I must say, you ladies are wonderful. Thanks for the distraction from reality.

I know this is a rather dull post to start with, I'll come up with something more interesting in the near future.