. . .with or without my best intentions.
i’ve graduated to liz phair today. see how far i’ve progressed? from sobbing over “pictures” to singing along with liz phair and ani difranco. it’s a magical, musical adventure. soon i’ll be listening to semisonic’s “fnt” and claiming, “right on! you sing it mr. wilson. i too am surprised that i’ve never been told before that i’m lovely and i’m perfect and that somebody wants me.”
see that’s how these things work.
in other news i spent most of the morning (i did sleep for 5 whole hours in a row, but was plagued by weird dreams about cleaning car windows and fighting with sister #2) trying to decide if i was going to be perfectly slack or utterly productive. i haven’t quite made a decision yet. but i did put on some actual clothes (but no bra). i’m pondering even eating something. i’ll keep you abreast of any big decisions.