Dec 30, 2003 20:56
Dear Sloan,
I love you madly. Despite this love, you caused me to holler, "NO!" at the radio in the car this morning when it revealed to me that the second single from Action Pact is 'Live On.' Why would you do this? You always do this. You're really good at picking lead-off singles, but you always, always choke on the follow-up. You have not (in my opinion) released a good second single since 'Everything You've Done Wrong'. You make me think you want to be poor for the rest of your lives, despite all your protestations to the contrary. In the future, please consult me when making decisions of this nature.
Insane love regardless,
Halo
Dear Tragically Hip,
Imagine my surprise and discontent at discovering, after more than a decade of dedicated hatred and scorn for your music, that hey, I kind of like you after all. It's the Van Morrison situation all over again. Damn it.
Grudgingly,
Halo
My dad is very cute. We always have crackers (the kind you pull that have toys inside) at Christmas Eve dinner, and in his cracker this year, my dad got a bracelet. A beaded bracelet. With flowers. Which my dad has now taken to wearing non-stop. So far as I know, my dad has never worn a single piece of jewelry in his life. I'm not sure why he decided to take it up with a twelve-year old girl's bracelet, but hey. More power to him.
Today I bought many, many things. Three shirts at Cotton Ginny, several more shirts and a pair of pants at Old Navy, The Order and S.W.A.T. on DVD, Viking princess Barbie, and some underwear. Oh, and contact lenses, but those were sort of necessary.
I think I'll drink some Coke now.
sloan,
family