You gave me hyacinths first a year ago. They called me the hyacinth girl.

"shiver & shake" by the cure
"the days of swine & roses" by my life with the thrill kill kult
"rubber ring" by the smiths
"falling" by lacuna coil
"breathe no more" by evanescence
"mysterons" by portishead
"we are the music makers" by scarling.
"the bones of baby dolls" by acid bath
"masked ball" by jocelyn pook
"i'll be yours" by placebo

perhaps. i'm contemplating a compilation of holiday music...

jimmy tried to get me green tea but did not succeed. it was still awesome because we got to hang out, and were once more referred to as "ladies". florida tripping came up again. and forthcoming virginian excursion to leaves' eyes, which i'm actually familiarish with for a change. blankets still loom. and photographs (oh boy).

this morning i made alex's day by employing nearly twenty little packetty bucket guys of creamer into my coffee at a hess express. TOFFEE COFFEE. it was amazing. i could use it. again. now. clare and i exchanged myspace comments about pizza parlors and now i'm starving. i feel well-rested and reoriented. i'm wearing my favorite sweater. experiencing a discrepency with my transcript request form.

i have a sinking feeling that my ipod is deceased, so i'm going to have to wait and break out my cd of the cure's greatest hits and dance to "let's go to bed" when i get home. instead of doing it here in the computer lab...

if anybody should ask i'm going to a seminar
pieces of the moon
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sensitive heart, you're doomed from the start
(& etc)