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i went to bed last night and woke up this morning in a weird melancholy helpless kind of mood, which was not helped by the cat's tendency to wake me up at 5:30 and every hour after that until i get out of bed (if she's still alive by the time my roommate comes home from vacation i want a fucking medal) and i'm sitting here at my desk actually hoping my boss comes in soon and gives me some work to do, because i think i've hit critical mass on the slacking. i have a list of things i want to write and i can't even make my brain do that. i hate my brain today. >.<
maybe i can think of five good things.... sometimes that helps.
1 goetze's caramel creams
2 the giant porn hands of texas (oh, like any of you are surprised)
3 this song
4 finally sending in my money for winchestercon
5 uh... the sun's out
6 this weekend i get to see randy harrison in amadeus with wrenlet and thistle90 and some people i don't know
ok, that's six, that's not bad.
i wanna hear you laugh like you really mean it
collapse into me, tired with joy
maybe i can think of five good things.... sometimes that helps.
1 goetze's caramel creams
2 the giant porn hands of texas (oh, like any of you are surprised)
3 this song
4 finally sending in my money for winchestercon
5 uh... the sun's out
6 this weekend i get to see randy harrison in amadeus with wrenlet and thistle90 and some people i don't know
ok, that's six, that's not bad.
i wanna hear you laugh like you really mean it
collapse into me, tired with joy