Does anyone want to go see NIN with me on Thursday, March 9 in Rachacha? Yes, you'd have to drive and miss out on a night of 44, but I would pay for parking and all the beer. Anyone? C'mon, it'll give you a chance to let your inner electro-goth brightly, or darkly. Tickets are only $36 too. What? You still don't want to go? Fine. I didn't want to go with you guys anyway. Hmpf.

i tried taking a nap this afternoon with disasterous results. our bedroom is roughly 14 degrees colder than the rest of the apt, so you have to dress really warm to stay unfrostbitten. now, if johnny is in the room this doesn't present a problem at all. my man is a walking furnace. forget the core of the earth, johnny is what keeps this planet alive and warm. he is what crinkly old ladies flock to and what adorable english bulldog pups relax near. but alas, he was not taking a nap with me, so the blankets remained uncharred and i remained chilled. then the cat showed up! hurray! would his furry body bring me the warmth and solace that i need? not for long, the cat's warmth soon ran out and he appeared to hate it when i shook him like a paint spray can. i was just trying to get his heat core to output more. but sadly, he remained cold like a fisher price flashlight, compared to johnny's gas powered coleman stove. but i was not to be thwarted. i rolled over to my left side, cause movement is suppossed to produce warmth and was startled by how much that freaking hurt. i got a flu shot yesterday and the area is still sore. which makes me wonder - how do heroin addicts sleep? i just had one little prick and i was in "owwy" land. is it because they use their veins and not their muscles? or is it cause they're shooting heroin? tough call, i say.