joyrider

there is a band from helsinki called dineh. i don't remember what label they are on, or anything about thier discography. i listen to the few mp3s i have on repeat at 4am, they aren't brilliant, but they are pretty and sincere - good for tired early mornings.

i've got two books sitting on top of my monitor. i haven't read much this week. i read, or i think - i usually don't do both at the same time. i will get to them eventually.

errata:
i have a chemical burn on my right thigh. i got it from xylene, which came from a broken zippo. my brother thinks it looks like an old bullet wound.

i have nothing to say tonight. something happened that i am avoiding writing about. why do they come back when you don't want them to?