listening
to the Smiths John Peel sessions which are completely awesome. remember John Peel, the short snarky one, the only cool DJ from Radio One? i think he might be dead... (living in America is like living on the moon - completely separate and disconnected from the actual world, our only link to the rest of civilization is google) anyway, i liked him and his disdain for popular music :) and Annie Nightingale too :) and Nicholas Andrew Argyll Campbell :) but not so much the others.... i totally hate listening to the radio, it's torture: like a roadtrip with someone you hate
feeling
still full and queasy from yesterday's Monster Munch overdose. all i ate today was 5 pieces of Pirate Booty and one ginger cat cookie
wondering
if Morrissey is left handed (i'm 75% sure he isn't). and if he likes Law and Order. and if he prefers cats or dogs, or loves both equally (the correct answer;) these are the things that keep me awake at night (which is good, right?)
hoping
supergluing my sore finger shut will fix it. seriously, i've given up on stupid neosporin and bandaids, i just need it to stop bleeding all over the place and hurting
loving
New Hampshire. that's where we went today. it's a good job everyone in NH drives super slow because the trees are AMAZING up there :)
wishing
i could find a rotating hot air brush 3/4 or 1 inch in diameter that spins both ways with hard bristles. it doesn't exist... yet - i should invent it!!)
it's the son and heir - i checked
the pond by our house
the 495 (at least a hundred times nicer than the 405)
after school playdate
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