well, today was just crap on a crap cracker. first of all, the sexiest man who ever lived up and dies, casting a pall over things. I slept too late to get anything accomplished other than going to work, where I had an irritating night overall (the entire city of rialto, california can go straight to hell). the good news? long weekend! woo hoo!

not to jump on the bandwagon and make my musical taste still more indie-stereotypical, but franz ferdinand is just about the greatest band ever. an easy 10 out of 10 on the fun scale.

no plans for the fourth. but then no one I've talked to has had plans for the fourth. patriotism is so passe.

in the absence of buffy, I've taken to watching my so-called life reruns. yeah...I've got your so-called life right here for ya.

speaking of reruns on noggin, enough bitching before I start sounding completely daria-esque. the weekend's here and I could use a vodka rocks. heh...that's funny. "VODKA ROCKS!" well, it does.

just realized that I've missed buying the last THREE belle and sebastian singles. what the hell's wrong with me?

cleaned my oven today. exciting.

tagline from my favorite movie, lawless heart: "is the life you have the life you want?" poignant. I remember when life used to be about...anything.

I'm not depressed. I'm not shouting for joy, either. I just am.

what am I doing wrong?