maybe i'm on bottom

mood: mellow, bordering on depressed
music: snow patrol--songs for polar bears
CPCetc: shite. out of tea.

I've discovered something about Snowpatrol. For whatever reason, they help me concentrate. Like, most of the time, music with words can kind of throw me off when I have to work on a project or sommat. But Snowpatrol makes me focus on what I'm doing. I have no idea why that is.

Marion went home today. And...I miss her all-ready. And feel appropriately pathetic for it. But! I now have a pair of jeans that smell vaguely of her (or did at noon today). So...hopefully I'll stay sane for a few days. Also on the topic of Marion, we were rummaging through Paiga's closet today (a favourite pasttime of mine) and Marion acquired a skirt. ...OMG. I don't mean to brag (read as 'I totally mean to brag') but DAYM, gurl! *whistles* She makes one fucking sexy English Major. For real, real. Not for play, play.

I've decided that I really like sleeping in my knickers. But for some reason, I can only do it when my knickers are long. Cause if I don't, I feel naked. And I just don't like sleeping naked randomly. I know, I know, everyone else highly recommends it, but I just don't dig on it without just cause. It seems vaguely unsanitary, sleeping naked for no reason. Now, if it's hotter than the firey pits of Hades or you just shagged madly then, yes, sleeping naked is a just and fashionable thing to do. But when it's just you and you're sleeping? Not real crazy about it. That, and I know for a fact I'd wake up cold. And then I'd complain about it mentally for the rest of the day.

...And I just wrote a paragraph about sleeping in my knickers. Something tells me I should go hide downstairs for the rest of the night. Kiri is not tres sociable tonight. *cuddles random cuddly object*

Damn it all. I really want a cigarette.