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random thoughts:

the other night i saw a guy hosing down his own driveway, while just across the street the gutters were sheets of ice. i shook my head and laughed at him, wondering how the hell he was gonna pull his car out of the driveway the next morning.

i think i want to call my next book 'i wish i'd never met stephen h'.

in less than 18 months at my current job, i've been promoted twice and received three raises. oh, and i'm getting another of each within the month.

i'm back and forth between shaving my head again or bleaching it blonde. then i think, i have very little hair as it is, so who the fuck cares?

i caught myself looking at another sg member's page today and seeing the age 25, thinking to myself that they're old. subconsciously, i'm still a bit of a teenager.

i almost never drink more than a couple drinks in one night, but i feel successful when i have plenty of variety when it comes to liquor i stock at home. right now, i have a bottle each of smirnoff vodka, brandy, bacardi limon, scotch, and a half-bottle of kahlua in the fridge [along with some half & half, naturally]. for some reason, this makes me feel very secure.

i'm glad i never got to be an indie music snob. i have a friend who is, although, she really doesn't have much indie music in her collection. i always thought music snobs missed the point entirely... music is the language of the soul, so really, who gives a shit what band that other band sounds like or who you know?

i'm proud i still don't own a tv, although i do wish i had one so i could play my n64 [with the prerequisite mario kart and goldeneye games, of course].

-s h