although I'm just the common breed

la la la la, la la lalala la la la. yes, it was a suede day.
where'd they go anyways?

i love jumpsuits and rompers but the bathroom factor is horrendous. stripping in the airport bathrooms just to relieve myself was not worth the time or effort so i held it for as long as i could. by the time i got home, i was in tears. why do i make these sacrifices for fashion? could someone please tell me?

strange bit of trivia about susie: i hate harmonicas. my ipod was on shuffle and a belle & sebastian song from the storytelling soundtrack came in. it started with that mournful 70s nature film harmonica crap. you know the kind of nature films i'm talking about, right? the ones where some folksy sounding guy narrates actual footage of bears or squirrels or rabid pumas or something else equally ridiculous and makes you think they have these sweet loving lives as families and eventually one or two of them dies but the cycle of life continues and blah blah blah. well, i HATE those kinda movies and i always have and that's what those harmonicas make me think of.

plus they make me think of boomer, the poor mans benji, who was apparently so forgettable that i can't even find pictures of him on the internet. which one of those two mutts ran around with the fat guy in the nautical cap? like i care - they both sucked.

does that make me a bad person?
i actually had a decent day, aside from holding my pee for three hours. don't know where that rant came from. just needed to share, i guess.

that's as far as my right ankle will bend. it's the bionic one. creepy, huh?

last night i dreamt that these people i knew had a baby boy with four legs. the extra ones were shorter and they hung down from the waist to just below the knees of the real ones. i rubber banded them to the good ones and tried to teach the kid to walk. gib just dreamt he couldn't cook. can we trade dreams, gib? mine are kinda scary.