New music, from different ends of the spectrum: Camera Obscura, gorgeous and sweetly earnest ("Hey Lloyd, I'm ready to be heartbroken..."), and Cansei De Ser Sexy, rough and sexy and a little silly ("I'm an art bitch...lick my art tit..."). Both got me moving this morning.
To the gym, crunchcrunch, sweatsweat, stretchystretch. Then to get coffee and say hi to my ladies at the bookstore, who thanked me for vacuuming and straightening so marvelously last night.
It's Monday morning, and I feel fine. I slept enough last night, and had funny dreams about Kahlua bodyshots instead of molten lava and fire covering the earth (that was Saturday night).
It's not freezing cold out.
I have work this week.
My pigtails look cute.
The aliens seem to have vacated my tummy.
I have fun plans with favorite people penciled into my calendar.
I look pretty hot in my new jeans.
I leave for California in five days.
My phlegm situation finally seems to be under control.
I feel all-around all right.
Posted by thevieve at October 23, 2006 8:20 AM