when its sunny people comment on the weather all the time. sun equals beautiful, it seems. tom the cook stands in the parking lot next door that is full of signs telling us not to park there and he smokes a cigarette and squints when he waves at people and says "it's so beautiful"....

thursday means the weekend happens in just a couple hours.

I'm obsessed with new music that i play on repeat, loud, bass coming through the floor boards. the lyrics fucking kill me in the best of ways. i'm in love with how i feel when i listen to him sing.

lately, i'm missing something critical but i can't place what it is...this cd, burritos from that new taqueria we found and this don delillo book loaned to me by a pretty boy are helping out though.
it needs to be sunny this weekend. i wanna sit in the yard and sip sun tea.

who wants to buy me a lawn mower?