What, you want I should cry?

I'm a little less bitter tonight. Perhaps it is because I had two real meals today. And because I am more caught up on sleep. And because I had a nice long talk with Cinthya this morning and a nice little chat with Jose and Miryam this evening. And because I'm going to get my period in the morning and everything is always better after the pms has passed.

Now, that is not to say that I don't hate the suburbs anymore. Because boy, do I ever. Even the supermarket, Mercadona, was closed for some stupid reason today, so there was really NOTHING to do. I even walked all the way over there to stare blankly at the darkened aisles before remembering that I'd seen the signs last week and meant to remind myself.

Dickweed.

But anyway. I'm going to get through this week, and the next, and the next. I just get so so so frustrated sometimes, you know? You know.

I wrote a long and winding email to mom and dad today, and then had back and forth email with dad for a bit this evening. I really do love him more from a distance. I can appreciate him a lot more from across the atlantic.

I gave in and downloaded Jarvis Cocker too. It won't be long before I download more Flaming Lips, !!!, and whatever else I can't live any longer without. I also finished Prodigal Summer, which is like 'best book ever' material. Now I'm on to Bonfire of the Vanities. Good thing I made it to the bookstore on Saturday. I'm afraid I should stock up still more next weekend.

Anyway, I guess there's nothing more to be said. I've been feeling profound and deep for moments at a time, but clearly this is not one of those moments. Now I'm just tired.

What else is new?