i hate the smell of icy hot in the morning. (although, as a rule, i like topical analgesics.)
"why the menthol stench of icy hot this tuesday morn?", you might ask if you were trying to sound vaguely 19th century novel-ish. it's stress, puptents. my neck and left shoulder kind of *pinged* on sunday morning and now i can't turn my head to the left.
i'm so old.
today is d's bday! HAPPY BDAY, D!!! i'm going to make some cupcakes for you today but i'm not sure when i'll be able to get them to you. (i'll post photos later so you'll know what they'll look like.)
last night, j, leff and i (we're a trio....of awesomeness. (although i'm not sure who is fancy, who's schmancy and who's pants. (uhm, this link might help clarify what i just wrote.))
let's start that over. last night, j, leff and i went to the mountain goats instore at easy street.
it was crowded. and hot. and i hadn't had enough to drink. and my hoodie smelled like icy hot.
we left early since j and i both kind of have this crowd phobia thing. also because there was more talking than playing of music and i just wasn't in the mood for that sort of thing.
i'm going to cut this entry short because i *really* need some coffee. photos of cupcakes later in the day.