ooo! oooooo! i am feeling extrordinarily goofy! i want to put on my boots and eyeliner and sit on top of the roof. i want it to be very cold so i can wear my ugly irish clover scarf and my half-fingered gloves and cuddle up to heaters [like jake].

it's a nice change. for those of you who didn't know, i've had a grody week. yesterday was particularly stupid. i've even been exhausted all day today.

now i want a mosh pit. jumping up and down, loud noise, people being stupid and silly and running around in circles. cafe bla. intellectuals talking in boots and occasionally doing something very amusing like dancing on a table or yelling a south american revolutionary battle cry. singing 'que sera sera'. sigh. what nerds.

i am now resigned to an evening of peppermint tea. but don't think i'm not laying out my boots for tomorrow...

music: money, that's what i want (the flying lizards)