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roses and chocolate
damn, i actually had ideas and things to write about earlier. but then sean came over for some simpsons and i have since forgotten whatever it may have been completely.
it was a very ugly day today. not me, i was actually looking rather sharp with the no tie dress shirt look. i think it's because my hair was done right. i hate hair. i've said it before and i will say it until such a thing is invented, but there ought to be a way to just freeze your hair at a particular length and style. because god knows there is only a one to two week period of my hair cut cycle that i am comfortable with my hair with any regularity. it's at a length now that i strike out more than i'm satisfied, and the whole thing just ruffles me. ha. get it? ruffles? hair?
oh yes, ugly day. usually, newbury street and the t's to and from work are a haven for hot chicks. today this was sadly not the case. the closest i came was this girl on the ride home, and really the only thing drawing me to her was the fact that she had one of those shirts that pretty much leaves your whole back bare, and i like backs. but then she turned around and i was deeply saddened. for what is a day without hot girls to look at. oh wait, there was the girl behind me as i walked home. ok. yay for that. not all is lost.
and this is just me writing until i maybe come up with whatever it was i wanted to say originally.
oh balls, now i've even forgotten what cds i want to buy tomorrow. oh yes, i should pick up the mum cd. the 20th is a happy day. new spoon and the interpol Lp.
great, the big floor light just popped out and i don't know if halogens are easy to replace. i'll have to check it when i got to star market on lunch.
perhaps i will buy the bright eyes album sight unseen (sound unheard) tomorrow. why not, i haven't bought anything for a while, i'm craving something new. ooh new figurine stuff. bet newbury won't have it. oh, not so much new stuff, more reissues. man, can dntel and gibbard just put out the full length already? note to self: look for electrelane, capitol k.
so i've been dreaming a lot recently about work, not about work, but about our properties. like last night, the braemore factored heavily. i've never seen the braemore, but that doesn't stop me from referencing it and seeing it in dreams.
uhh yeah whatever. payday tomorrow. sweet.