the first song on the new wire album makes me feel like i’m listening to taped hole songs on my walkman on the school bus when i was 13. how does a band this old make me feel so young?
on the one hand, the lack of sunlight is making me crazy. today i thought i was going to jump out of my skin at work and i somehow calmed myself down by listening to a beatles mix on youtube and eating a lean pocket. whatever works.
on the other hand, i love the crisp, smoky smell coming through my bedroom window and curling up in my comforter.
i’m also really obsessed with this picture of christina hendricks. i think she’s dressed to play a character; not sure if these are her own clothes, but seeing someone with my body type in pop culture makes me feel better.
i feel like i’ve spent a lot of this week in a pit of nostalgia for things i never saw.
where they don’t have faith in my capacity to use a fork as a weapon.
it’s gray and rainy. i feel cheated. i’m flying midwest airlines so i hope i get a nice big seat along with my chocolate chip cookie. listening to the minutemen and staring at the fog and gosh, southwest just have the trippiest-looking planes, don’t they?