Chris and Brent gave me this album for xmas along with MC5 and Velvet Underground.
I'm already feeling 83% cooler. I especially like it when I'm rocking out at my desk and the fat lady with the baby who stole my job comes over to ask me the same question (again again again), and my speakers suddenly blare: KICK OUT THE JAMS, MUTHAFUCKERS!!!!!!! I like it.

Last night, as I was recovering from the past couple weeks of party time, I sat in my living room staring out the window with snow falling in a catatonic state for a very long time, listening to Bjork's Vespertine. The only time I moved was to throw something into the kitchen when I heard shuffling noises...pens, inanimate plastic objects (as opposed to the animate type) etcetera. There's a mouse and he's getting quite friendly. Marc suggested I name him and give him a few hobbies. But now 'Clarence' seems to have taken over. Other than to quickly get something out of the fridge, I have avoided my kitchen for 4 days. Maybe more. I know I should trap him, but I can't imagine carrying out this process without crying for a very long time.

Job finally ends t-minus 3.5 days. I have never experienced any kind of ending in a succinct manner. I'm bored and surly. Calum, are you home yet?