i'm listening to Cowboy Junkies "Miles from Our Home". the first time i listened to this cd, it didn't like it. but i don't think it really counted though since it was when i was in canada, on the way to stratford, and i was talking to dad tom, cloe, and stasia while i was all twitchy and crammed in the back of a mini van.

i highly dislike small spaces. after a while, it makes me all twitchy and crap. i start drumming my fingers, tapping my foot, my eyes dart around, and other crap that probably annoys people.

so..um.. yeah, anyway, this cd is really good. good enough i got another by them out of the library today, while i was bumming in their lovely air conditioned building. yay for a/c.

and i got No Doubt's first cd and a cd by the buzzcocks. and some crappy movie and two books.

i just realized i shouldn't have paired cowboy junkies and the dance hall crashers on the same tape. it just.. the flow isn't right. it goes from this to ska. but whatever, i still like it.

i feel like making a mixtape. i think i'll do that later this morning.

hoorah for insomnia.

i feel like doing some writing. writing is good. it helps me think.

so thats what i'll do. make a mixtape, write (there might even be thinking. scary..), sing along to lovely musicial stylins' of the cowboy junkies, finish my book i'm reading.

and go to sleep around 10am. because its too hot during the day to do anything else. like biking.

i want a tattoo on my finger. because it would hurt. a lot.