it was a day, I guess...

[dchenes]

I won't say today was an absolute wash, because I did get my hairs cut (thank goodness) and I got a birthday card from my grandparents with a check in it, but I spent most of the rest of the day being a lump. Mostly my day consisted of waiting half an hour for the bus (have I mentioned lately that I really don't like the 66 on weekends?), eating too much, falling asleep for an hour in the middle of the afternoon, packing exactly two boxes of books and nothing else, being completely uninspired about what I'm going to eat for lunch next week (except that it's going to have chicken and lime juice in it), finishing the book I was re-reading and starting to re-read another one, hearing my neighbors tromp up and down the stairs and slam the front door on the way out and have loud conversations in the garden, and minor embroidery.

Tomorrow is looking like more of the same, except it ought to have more cooking and less waiting for buses in it.

My new tattoo is mostly healed. It's still shedding, but it's pretty much done shedding color.

I've drunk the Kool-Aid and given iTunes a credit card number, mostly because of Lifted and the DaVinci's Notebook song "The Gates". That song was the one they opened with on September 11, 2002, when I saw them live. Being the day it was, I had been in a very introspective and depressed mood all day, but it took about five seconds of that song to make me start laughing. The words are very funny and the tune is a song I've known since I was two years old. Some of my strongest associations seem to be music-related. There are certain songs that always make me think of where and when I heard them first, or sometimes if I bring music someplace with me, it gets permanently linked in my head to where I went. It's funny how memory works.

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[whuffle.livejournal.com]

Hey, I met your future little marmalade cat. She's very cute and a bit timid right now but obviously coming out of her shell. I think you'll like her.