Damnation.
It's snowing.
Okay.
I was supposed to go out tonight, I think. (And another brain cell bites the dust.) Um. But I'm not trusting my life to a bunch of kids who are stoned out of their minds, not with black ice and skidding and sliding and all.
On second thought, that sounds-- no, no, bad judgment call, j. Bad.
I was in New Haven with J yesterday, after we dropped S off for her romantic interlude at Grand Central; we wandered around the Yale campus for a little while, and I felt a little nostalgic, remembering when my dad was a grad student there and we used to go to this little Asiamart for rice and mooncakes. I got the last GYBE! CD I didn't have (another project of theirs, actually-- Silver Mt. Zion, etc.), and that was good. I got Joy Division (heh) and Spoon, and that was good, too. Yea, verily it was.
I got home a little after seven, and then MM and SJ (oy, all this secrecy ;) wanted to do something, so we got together to watch a movie. Okay, "Clueless" is a masterpiece of humor. I can't even believe what I didn't catch the first time I saw it--of course, because that was in 1995 and I didn't hit my Radiohead phase until 1996... well. Well, well, well. It was just so fucking funny.
Anyhow.
W00t. I am a productive member of LiveJournal, yo.
Okay.
I was supposed to go out tonight, I think. (And another brain cell bites the dust.) Um. But I'm not trusting my life to a bunch of kids who are stoned out of their minds, not with black ice and skidding and sliding and all.
On second thought, that sounds-- no, no, bad judgment call, j. Bad.
I was in New Haven with J yesterday, after we dropped S off for her romantic interlude at Grand Central; we wandered around the Yale campus for a little while, and I felt a little nostalgic, remembering when my dad was a grad student there and we used to go to this little Asiamart for rice and mooncakes. I got the last GYBE! CD I didn't have (another project of theirs, actually-- Silver Mt. Zion, etc.), and that was good. I got Joy Division (heh) and Spoon, and that was good, too. Yea, verily it was.
I got home a little after seven, and then MM and SJ (oy, all this secrecy ;) wanted to do something, so we got together to watch a movie. Okay, "Clueless" is a masterpiece of humor. I can't even believe what I didn't catch the first time I saw it--of course, because that was in 1995 and I didn't hit my Radiohead phase until 1996... well. Well, well, well. It was just so fucking funny.
Anyhow.
W00t. I am a productive member of LiveJournal, yo.