I still hate Thursdays.
Augh. Maybe they'll let me curl up on a bench and sleep at the mall . . . I suppose I should do something useful with the fact that I have to be up early to-day. Maybe I'll see a movie.
Wish I'd remembered to do my laundry yesterday.
Watched Mulholland Drive last night and had the DVD freeze up on me near the end. I looked at the bottom of the disk and saw it had a whole weird circle of scraches. It was a pretty cruel thing. Guess I'll need to buy another copy. Frell.
First word as I awoke this morning; frell.
Did I mention I want to go back to sleep?
Currently listening to Elvis Costello's "High Fidelity".