subject: why "i love the 90s" is hazardous to your health
mood: slightly sleepy
music: crazy dog spazing out in the next room
CPCetc: wondering how long it is until i can run off with paiga-chan

I spent the greater part of the day with Stacy.  We watched four hours of "I love the 90s". Good things about this include seeing Dominic Monaghan in all his sexy, Brit-punk glory, feeling nostalgic and listening to Scottish accents (don't know which area). Bad things about this include the fact that my intelligence has probably dropped several points. Which is bad.
Hopefully my evening will be spent at Paiga's and not here. I really don't want to mess with bedding. Mostly because I'm a lazy-ass slob. Out of habit more than anything. But then we can discuss crazy fun stuff like Fastball and Coraline and other lovely, tasty things. I haven't seen her in ages and it feels really rather strange. Really strange.
I don't really have much else to say. Just thought I'd get up a new post that way I could see if any of this ridiculous nonsense is working. Over and out!
Kirily Wood