It just occurred to me that i haven’t listened to a Tori Amos record since January, and then it wasn’t because i felt like listening to Tori but because i needed a specific song to comfort me. But, then a month went by without listening to her at all. I have months like that sometimes… usually alternating Tori and Ani. For some reason i can’t deal with both of their tremendous song catalogues all in a single span of four or five weeks. So, anyhow, i figure i should fit some Tori in now before Ani’s new double album takes over my life next month. Right now: Under the Pink.
My beloved sBlog2 bud (who happens to be our champion) has moved to a new address: Go visit Bertie at superhyperdemonchild.com. Never was there a more apt domain name…
The apartment is such a wreck right now. It’s not as though i’m the one that keeps it clean, but removing me for an entire week doesn’t really help matters either. And, of course, i came back with all sorts of stuff in tow, so now it’s just a mess. Again. It’s always a mess. And i’m already supposed to be looking for a place for next year. EeK!
Hey now, Re! Don’t make me ignore you more than i already am! But, yeah, in case you missed all the back-story, i’ve sorta been home sick for a while, and not in top form on surfing or blogging. But, rest assured that if you turn the page black again i’m flying out there to beat you senseless (though i think my girlfriend likes you now that you told May that she won’t get to shower with me. I mean… aside from the girlfriend issue, showering with May would be incredibly illegal. I mean…. i like living on the edge and all, but…).
I somehow managed to become a link of choice over at In Passing, a site i hold in very high esteem. While i sometimes have trouble seeing how the mysterious author find conversations interesting or obscure enough to jot down, she still manages to do so with more regularity than i can even muster to whine about my own life. So, anyway, thanx muchly for the recognition – it’s definitely appreciated.
The snow today is like static. The view from here is all blurred and white, and walking around yields the snaps and cracks you would hear between teevee channels. I don’t remember having this much snow in recent years … it’s strange. It makes me feel as though i’m living in a wholly different city than the one i spent high school in. But, i’m still here, aren’t i?