god i ate too much and now i feel like some turgid, anna-nicolesque land mass.
i was perusing some vintage clothing on-line earlier and i really wanted to buy something (in addition to really needing to buy something), but i don't know my size (jackets) and also i have a hard enough time picking out something when i can actually try it on. so i yielded to my better judgement (which is still pretty bad) and decided to wait.
weekend weekend weekend...it has no meaning to me anymore. just crappier programming on tv, plus all the goddam sports.
album du jour: garageland do what you want