I‘m listening to Tori; Little Earthquakes specifically. Run for the hills… or bring me a Dr Pepper & Bailey’s Float…
I haven’t talked to Daisey in like…a fuckin eternity. I hope she is still alive. I’d be rather bummed to learn the contrary.
I’m kinda tired. Went to bed at 9:30 and woke up at 7am. Hugo had woken up and turned the air down to about 66 and then jumped back in and woke me up for a pre shower snuggle. That was nice. He’s so warm and fuzzy. It makes me smile to think about it.
I have dropped my phone onto asphalt a total of FOUR times now. I think I’m going to sell it before I kill it. I dropped my Treo on the asphalt a total of….ZERO times. I must be lame, yes I think that is it.
This is going to be a horribly disjointed post. Jesus gay, I want some headphones that don’t make me look like a nerd. *Spies self in reflection of giant stack of DVDs that are waiting to be labeled and filed*
Hugo is bustling around all busy like and just managed to put me in a worse mood. Do I really want to complicate this?
