Old Blooded Cold Times
Last night Em, James, Kim and I went to Bombay Grill. I had Matar Paneer and it was excellent. We talked a little about Christmas and Crashy-Crash, mostly the latter. What is happening?
Em got me two more birthday presents yesterday. But when I finally saw them, on display on my dresser, I didn't know how to react. It was two CDs, of bands that I hadn't thought of in awhile. I didn't know how to react. I really hate myself sometimes.
Tonight Rosecliffe is a real possibility, but I am getting sick of spending money.
Apparently Jackson Pollock, and Abstract Expressionism, was used as propoganda in the Cold War. I don't know what to say about that. Its cold out and I feel strange. 'Good Day.
Em got me two more birthday presents yesterday. But when I finally saw them, on display on my dresser, I didn't know how to react. It was two CDs, of bands that I hadn't thought of in awhile. I didn't know how to react. I really hate myself sometimes.
Tonight Rosecliffe is a real possibility, but I am getting sick of spending money.
Apparently Jackson Pollock, and Abstract Expressionism, was used as propoganda in the Cold War. I don't know what to say about that. Its cold out and I feel strange. 'Good Day.
posted by Rosemeyer at 11:24 AM
