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.