Listening to: patti smith
There´s definitely not enough moods here.
I feel so swishy today.
The whole day just swished away and now it´s already dark and drinking time and later there´ll be the princess diaries.
Very swishy and very nice.
I cut my hair again, and it looks exactly like what the hairdresser did last time, except it took her 45 minutes and 25 quit, and I managed in just 10 minutes and completely free.
Tomorrow there´ll be fishy food and two nice guys at one table.
Good times.
There´s also exams approaching at high speed, but who wants to think about that?
When the hell did I develop this love/hate relationship with Patti Smith records?
Just hearing her voice makes me want to hit her in the head, still I keep turning the thing round and round.
Masochism, stage 1, I suppose.
I actually mean that too, which is probably the most worrying thing.
Latex.
Latex.