I am fortunate. These pure gems of magic lying around on my hard drive. They never fail to stun me. Every once in a while when I've listened to the same pumpkins concert over and over some unrelated song will slip in and take me away. It was Rabbit In Your Headlights earlier. Now it's E-bow the Letter. Is there anything more beautiful than music?

I don't think so.
except for you of course
I wanna be a 90s rockstar. They don't write them like they used to.

here comes the flood
anything to thin the blood
these corrosives do their magic slowly.. and sweet

Fucking brilliant. I love that.

Anyway, not much to add to my rare early update. It's less grey now, more dark. The heating system has kicked in and my feet are no longer frozen. Skye is on aim, my mother has gone to bed. Life goes on.

Work was okay today. Actually, no it wasn't. It was mindnumbingly dull. And it didn't help that I was very, very tired and my headache was slowly growing. There was nothing at all to do. It all amounted to me leaving way too early. I feel bad about that.

But at least they had cans in Favorit so I stocked up on those. It's the little things that make it possible to get through the day without tearing my hair out and screaming.

The sunflowers have been picked.

Off with their heads now, off with their heads.

I'm going to shut the lights down low and hang out with my friends. Thom and Michael and Billy. Maybelline eyes and girls-as-boys moves. We're great mates. I'm not living in a fantasy world. My fantasies are living in the real world.

np: R.E.M. & Thom Yorke - e-bow the letter