Some blue print, some creed of the devil

[nfotxn]

For some strange reason I have uncannily perky nipples today.

Got a laundry list of things to do today still.

Had a dream last night that was really weird, my friends were throwing knives at me (ahhhh!). And of course The Daleks were behind it all, brain-washing my friends so I'd stop smoking. They brainwashed my friends 'cause they can't go up steps. Proof that TV doesn't have to look at all realistic to horrify a kid well into his or her life.

Note: I've been smoke free for about three weeks and two days now. This time without the "well, it's ok if I'm drunk to smoke" clause because I don't do that anymore either. At least, not to the same liver cirrhosifying extent.

I need some new shirts. Just a few. I'll wait until spring so I can get some short-sleeved goodness. I wish Eddiebauer didn't look like the wardrobe from Grease(!) anymore. I am not down with the Perry Como sweaters.

Mutations is still Beck's best album. So much fun.

Comments

[misterman.livejournal.com]

Much agreed on the Mutations tip.

"Tropicala" might be one of the best 'morning' songs ever as well. Great album.

...just passing through...