well, i don't know if it has been a good month for music (from a purely objective standpoint) but it's sure as fuck been a great month for music i like! i mean, it was pretty much a great week for music i like, really, as three records came out within seven days of each other and i totally flipped my shit!

m16/23: peter doherty
( ''he's a twat.'' )

the cats are curled up in a fluffy stripey ball in the nest (it's a chair of abnormal comfort, we call it the nest because we like to camp out in it come winter, with sweets and tea and blankets), grooming each other. possibly the cutest thing ever. i was born to have tabbies. wash is a ginger tabby, in case this has escaped anyone's notice, and ( Read more... )

i'm eating some really delicious soup which i approve of since it was made not out of any desire for soup (i always sort of want soup, but not very desperately at the moment) but rather because my roommate made baguettes last weekend and we only ate two of them (i think our friend ate the third. this gives you an idea of how much bread we were in ( Read more... )

i don't like it when holiday weather is not dazzlingly lovely, thus today i am not out on my bike, and i could be considered to be "wasting" my first work-sanctioned holiday ever because i am sitting on my bed (though not exactly in my underwear, so that's something at least) bittorrenting episodes of house and wondering why i am not enjoying it as ( Read more... )

here is a sigh of relief because on tuesday i will be a dog walker again. the bank i make will not be as mad as the bank j makes (heh) but this is a pretty sweet gig re: cash. there must be something wrong with america when i am making approximately the same amount of money per week as i was at the snac palace while working less than half the time ( Read more... )

well, happy bastille day, and instead of going up to highland park to see my favorite band ever or purchasing train tickets or hopping on my bicycle over to detroit to see same, i am sitting here in my highschool gym shorts (a.k.a. my summer ballet uniform) drinking rum and coke (alright, it's faygo, but it's cola and it was cheap and god only ( Read more... )