subject: wait a tick, it's still monday?
mood: content
music: coldplay--a rush of blood to the head
CPCetc: mmm... neck just cracked...
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Despite the retaliation of my contacts since seven this morning and the random popping of my body, all's well 'round here. It should definitely be about two weeks later than it is, but I have no control over that. ...Yet... *plots*

And, no, this isn't Coldplay, but this is what I was singing along to in my car last. Off-key. And loud. And, oh, was it glorious:

Wouldn't it be nice if we were older
Then we wouldn't have to wait so long
And wouldn't it be nice to live together
In the kind of world where we belong

You know its gonna make it that much better
When we can say goodnight and stay together

Wouldn't it be nice if we could wake up
In the morning when the day is new
And after having spent the day together
Hold each other close the whole night through

Happy times together we've been spending
I wish that every kiss was neverending
Wouldn't it be nice

Maybe if we think and wish and hope and pray it might come true
Baby then there wouldn't be a single thing we couldn't do
We could be married
And then we'd be happy

Wouldn't it be nice

You know it seems the more we talk about it
It only makes it worse to live without it
But lets talk about it
Wouldn't it be nice

good night
sleep tight


Hmm... Feel like chewing something. Something crunchy and salty. *looks around* But you had crunchy-salty things earlier! We must moderate the intake of crunchy-salt else we will regret it later! But I don't care. But you should! But I don't. You should. I don't. Fine. Be that way. I will! *raspberry*

I wasn't just talking to myself. Nope. Wha you talkin' about, talkin' 'o meself? Tha's mad.

I digress. Tschüs.

Kiri! >^.^< ~mew.