I swear, this house is more cold than it is warm. One of these days, I'm going to wake up covered in snow. (You should see the outsides and it is so so so ugly. I stepped off the porch the other day and my foot kept going--I thought the snow would never end.)

This weekend was more weird than good. I'm not really sure what it is, but it just left my head spinning and me definitely stressed about how little I accomplished. Really very uncool. That pinched feeling of stress. Not my best friend, but an acquaintance I know quite well.

I think later today I may just retreat into the @office and have a bit of quiet for a while. The funny thing about the office is that not too many people seem to realize that they can use it. For that exact reason, it's about the best study place that it's been in years.



Recent purchases: O by Damien Rice and Five Leaves Left by Nick Drake.

There is something about soft music sung well that gets me. They didn't have Seven Swans by Sufjan Stevens, so maybe I'll wait on that or just not purchase it at all. I'm still on that whole own nothing! kick.



Class in 55 minutes. Oooh boy.