I'm so cold but refuse to put socks on. Feet are better.

Yesterday I saw numerous things that I would have loved to own. I dispise having no money.

White shoelaces with black hearts for my chucks, black furry ear muffs [or white or pink], toe socks galore, leather bracelet cuffs, and a magic eight ball.

My life will never be complete until I own one of those, we do have them at work at the moment though, so I could put it aside until I have money.

It would help a lot if I was actually working this weekend. But we're only open on Saturday because of Easter. And they didn't put me on Saturday because they would have to pay me double time, and they're so tight like that. I hate them.

I saw the Violent Femmes yesterday, and Downside and The Fergusons. They were all pretty good, but I wish the Violent Femmes had played more than 2 songs! But that's what you get for a free radio gig.

If i want more I have to find $40 to go see them tonight.

And since I was in the city last night, all I could think about was going and visiting Chris. Which sucks because we're weird at the moment and it just wouldn't have been the right thing to do.

Which sucks.

I've been having horrible dreams lately. Last night I woke up crying, minus the tears.