Mood: Hungover
Listening to: Fi-Lo-Beddow
Reading: Possibility of an Island, Michel Houellebecq

Having those moments where I'm not sure where my head is, and where it should be, can be, at the right time, quite liberating. Right now it isn't the right time at all.

Thank you to the person who invented ibuprofen.

Someone told me yesterday that I looked like Owen Wilson. I had to confirm that this was indeed a complement.

I have a swollen eye and I have no idea why it is swollen so. I look either incredibly tired or punched in the eye. (Technically it is not the eye, but the area surrounding it)

I have acupuncture today. I am also going to a music quiz. As I do every Tuesday.


<sup>My current playlist includes:

Fi-Lo-Beddow
We are Scientists
Art Brut
Stellastarr*
The Chalets
Death From Above 1979
JJ72</sup>