Alice Wonders - Here Comes Your Man (Pixies cover)

I like that song a lot today.

I figured out that to make this hat the way I want it, I would have to use the middle of the sweater and actually cut the ears out as a piece with the rest of it, if I don't want to have to sew them on. Any way I do it, I need to get to Michael's before I can finish it... but if it works out, it will be wonderful.

The one thing I've finished writing so far this year is full of what-if, on a personal level. It's a pretty clear indicator of how I feel about myself when I start wondering what the world would have been like if Jeff had been born and I hadn't-- because I wouldn't have been-- and, I don't know, it's not a positive thing for me. Not one of the better theoretical exercises I could put my mind to.

My closet is blocked off from me. My bed is in front of it... well, was in front of it in such a way that I had to give it a good yank to get it open and a shove to get it closed, but it's just stuck now, and I am feeling the temptation to chop the headboard into firewood and make s'mores in the parking lot out back. It's nice to have, but not necessary... and not even good, as this shows. I could always build a ghetto headboard out of totes and milk crates... heck yeah, that's how I roll.

I guess Kristin and I are going to watch Across the Universe now. That's cool. I wish I felt more enthusiastic about it... at least I don't have a headache any more!