Lingering in sentiment and a bottle of wine. Listening to Women and other music that reminds me of things that happened one time.

Shall you?

I simply couldn't, I simply couldn't.

Please see Widowspeak

not sleeping

listening to Make It Known by Foxygen, while pretending to smoke a cigarette. Also contemplating my terrible inner self. I may be truly disturbed, too early to tell.

Pretty.

But I still want to touch it.

I've got an itch, that I cannot seem to scratch.

Ruined!

I want to hide inside and/or have a nervous breakdown. I also want to listen to Mazzy Star.

listening to cowboy junkies during a thunderstorm in the dark, just lovely.

This is all starting to look like well tread material.

This winter was all mind games and cold cold cold. I just need to defrost into the charming neurotic I used to be.

I also looked up the French word for heavy petting, pelotage.

listening to: Radio - Lana Del Rey 

I am not positive what the normal rate is for existential crisises in a human life, but I would guess I am currently above par? 

Rowdy Music for Unthawing from Winter:
Untutored Youth - The Hives
Abra Cadaver - The Hives
Charmer - Kings of Leon
I'm Shakin' - Jack White

* Friends *

Listening to Our Bovine Public by The Cribs

I feel like a caged animal.

Please see:

Deep Cotton - We're Far Enough From Heaven Now We Can Freak Out 

So many things are happening, all of them confusing, and at the same I time I feel like nothing is changing at all.

Listening to: Here She Comes Now - The Velvet Underground

Listening to:

As Time Goes By - Dooley Wilson

imagining myself in a Woody Allen movie.

Sometimes I wish I could meet a nice boy to take me to the flea market. 

See:
We Were Children - Tribes
Here Comes the Summer - The Fiery Furnaces
A Message to You Rudy - The Specials

Celebrating with a one person party which may eventually include a rad jigsaw puzzle. 

(put it away)

You're fine, it's probably just a Saturday Night Fever.

Please see:
Paper Bag- Fiona Apple
Valentine - Fiona Apple

I am tightly wound and I do not want to unravel slowly.

I drew a drawing for you.

(above) The ravings of a madwoman on the verge of mental and carnal starvation.

I should not leave the house for the safety of myself and others. 

Please see:

Stuck on the Puzzle - Alex Turner

Twelve Roses - Beach Fossils

Reds - Houses

Oh Men, why are so many of you attractive scoundrels?

wAnting things is scary. Scarier than most things I can think of, including snakes and dying alone later to be eaten by cats.

whenever I wonder at the way things are, I should probably appreciate the strange calls I get after 11 pm.

I feel like hiding under a snowdrift with a handsome face and a bottle of wine.
And I miss my dog.

Sister Wife - Alex Winston
(very good)

Don't Watch Me Dancing- Little Joy
(also lovely)

I am depressed and this is my new favorite song:
Bonnie and Clyde by Brigette Bardot and Serge Gainsbourg

The weather is so nice and everything seems to be vibrating with an uneasy yet intoxicating potential.

dazing off 

a

nd gritting my teeth. 

Sentimental for things that never happened and everything feels like bliss and romance tonight even though nothing is happening now. Probably the snow.

Lonely Bell - Jack Blanchard & Misty Morgan
&
Silver Soul - Beach House
&
Beauty - The Shivers

I am the ms. havisham of the house, because every house needs one.

listening to violent femmes and dancing in a horrifying manner.

Sometimes I feel like a dying tree branch. Ugly and dangerous.

I think I keep waiting for something that is never gonna happen.

even the most responsible drinker may need financial advice at 11:30 pm. 

Everything is a little wonky for everyone but tommorow is 56 Up day and that can't help but put things into perspective.

I think thinly veiled despondency is appropriate for day 2 of the new year. It is never too early to start getting maybe I can work the new year backwards this year.

Things I am imaging doing:
1. Smoking
2. Making out
3. Fighting
4. Breaking glass objects with aplomb
5. Looking cool