gso, post storm. while much of the triad has been icebound, I've been slip-sliding away to work these past couple of days. yesterday only 11 people showed (out of the usual 70), but today was better. hopefully the roads will keep clearing up, although the purty white stuff can stay on the ground for a while.

finally bought the b&s for fans only dvd (sorry carra, but I had to get it at fye--borders was closed and couldn't find it anywhere else). fie on anyone who doesn't at least get moved into contemplative silence by "this is just a modern rock song." stuart murdoch WILL be mine. as soon as he gets over that whole straight/not knowing who I am thing.

actually, I could walk up to 90% of the people on the street and say, "hi. I'm stuart murdoch, and I'm the lead singer of a band called belle and sebastian," and no one would know any different. I could get to know these people, make them my friends. they'd call, "hey, stuart!" on the street, legitimizing it. popular opinion could decree that I am, in fact, stuart murdoch.

maybe I am. wow. cool.

just for giggles, let's see what I ate today:
2 cinnabon minibons (22g fat, 600 cal)
1 bag puff pastry cookies (I dunno; let's be kind and say 10g fat and 300 cal)
1 sheetz smokehouse burger (52g fat, 860 cal)
1 sheetz bucket o fryz (based on wendy's, around 25g fat and 530 cal)
TOTAL (not including beverages): 109g fat, 2290 cal.

oh, and 5 cigs. I'm going to hell. soon, with clogged arteries. I really need to watch it; I've really started to give my feet the appreciation they deserve now that I can see them.