These Pretzels Are Making Me Thirsty

♥♥♥ Bob Mould.

I had some iced coffee today in a moment of weakness - I wanted it, so I drank it. It was delicious, but I am never going to sleep tonight. Heh.

Not a lyrically magnificent song, but I enjoy his voice.

For reasons I cannot fathom, I've got me some Babooshka in my head right now.



You're welcome? ♥ Kate Bush, though she is not great at lip syncing.

Got my first paycheck. Holy guacamole, I did not miss state income taxes. (I knew this would be the case, so any time I saw an ad for a job across the river in a no-income-tax state, I totally went for it.) All told, I had $500 yoinked out of my check for various and sundry. We only get paid monthly, so it's gonna be interesting to see how I can budget this and how much will come out of a full paycheck. I ... really hate monthly pay.



^Stand up and dance. You know you want to grab yer partner and dos-à-dos or whatever.

Also, my emails are acting kind of funny, so if you haven't heard from me on that venue and think you should have - not ignoring, just having computer errors.

Because it seems like this world is a hot, horrible mess lately.

Took a road trip today because reasons. ;) I'm not fond of spending four hours in a car, but now that I have a car to spend four hours in, I recall that I'm totally a car singer. (Only when I'm alone. Lawd, I love music but I am not musical.)

Heard this song on the foggy way home. It was foggy when I left as well. Fog sandwich.



And I was a kid again. You and me goin' fishin' in the dark, lying on our backs and countin' the stars... <3

Also, penguin highway!


And HiP said she's going to pay me $28/hr to "consult" while I'm willing. OKAY. Even at extremely part time, that's not bad.

This song gets stuck in my head every. single. time. I hear it, especially Mary Lambert's vocals.

Beautiful.

This morning, a man on the bus tried to kill me with his cologne. It is not necessary to bathe in the stuff, folks.

I need to learn how to swim. I need to find a place that has lessons for adults that experience increased heart rates at the very thought of water deeper than her ample hips. Seriously, it's a goal for me to get off this rock sometime soon and take an actual vacation. Might visit my nephew in Hawai'i, since he's stationed there and stuff and is such a sweet kid he'd actually welcome a visit from his old auntie.

But water fucking terrifies me, you all. Most places seem to offer beginner lessons, but I want a place that actually says they understand the fear involved. You can't just plop me in water and expect me to learn when I'm in panic mode.

Used a henna/indigo blend this weekend. It looks pretty much the same as the Lush product I've been using, but I think I like it better. I don't miss the clumps of cocoa butter, that's for sure. I'm also reaching that "at peace with my hair" stage, which I have to achieve after every cut. I don't want to break up with my stylist, but she's starting to make my hair not cute and I have serious hair vanity.

( Hair! )

Outdoors, it probably appears much redder. Hard to tell. We've lost our sunny days again.

Also, song.

KEXP is doing their top 90.3 songs of 2012 today. If you like indie and/or a good variety, check it out for a day full of (mostly) good music!

They started out with a song that should have been higher up, IMO, but I've a weird thing for Devotchka I know most don't share BUT SHOULD. ;)