Sunday, January 4, 2009

President of What?

Death Cab never ceases to amaze me. The more I discover of them the more I love them. This song coaxed me over and over all through Christopher's contest. "Something's got to break you down"

The piercing is gone for now. A few too many accidents. Its infected. I feel a bit naked without it. Fuzzy is sitting on my arm right now and I can barely move. Awh.

Three days left of vacation. I don't mind going back, but same old "ugh, school" vibes. My other cat is now on the bed. Gahh, animals! I'm really feverish and achy at the moment. I need to get my sleep back to normal and take a shower. Get back into it all.

Happy new year, by the way.