things were so much easier when i was cruel
well my mom went out today and got me the latest elvis costello cd for no reason other than that i didn't get to go to the concert. that is pretty fuckin cool. it's a great cd too, a lot more like his really early stuff with the imposters, who, not at all coincidentally, are the producers. whee fun it is wonderful. my favourite song off it so far is called, "spooky girlfriend." sigh... elvis costello is my huuuusband. anyway... nothing particularly eventful has happened today, other than nathan called for beth like five times, and then on the last one called from some other phone so that the caller id wouldn't come up. and my dad finally got irritated and answered the phone and said, "well, nathan, i think we're trying to send a message here. you've been calling five or six times a day, and been harrassing. we've just had about enough of it, so you should stop calling. bye." haahhahaha... i thought it was wonderful. except that i wouldn't really have been quite *that* polite. i'm not really a polite person i don't think. i am a bitch. oh well. and i had really horrible dreams last night too... nightmares. i haven't had dreams like that in a long time. fuck. something is happening.