11.01.01 :: 10:08 am

The Strokes rocked my ass in exactly the way it needed rocking. Those boys can play, I give not a shit what anyone syas about them. And the lighting was spec-tac-ular.

Today, my cough has become productive. Meaning, I'm actually coughing up gunk. Yay!

I'm glad it's November. The weather is weirding me out, though. This is what Californians must feel like.

I'm feeling antsy and hostile, like I want to pick fights. Possibly the full moon on Halloween last night is causing this delayed reaction. I am in that wallowing mood, where the slightest comment might me me upset.

Someone pass me a valium.

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