September 24th, 2004

(I've tried patience)

This morning, I am mostly...

...enjoying knowing what I'm talking about, in a probably entirely sickening way, and looking for excuses to do more of it. ~grin~ Go on, someone tell me Westlife are the Duran Duran of today or that all R&B is terrible or...*ahem* It's ok, you don't have to. I shouldn't be allowed to get this carried away anyway. ~g~

But forgive me because I'm all squeaky about tonight, meeting stupidly beautiful people in Camden to watch them get drunk and fall over one another. I have butterflies the size of really huge butterflies. I have to work today, though, so if you see me about online please slap me, or, y'know, whatever seems appropriate.

Incidentally, look how gorgeous this compilation is. 'Red Skies At Night', 'Voyage Voyage' (find it. hear it. love it.), and a number of out-of-place Goth Hits. ~s~ I want it. It's full of stuff. ~nod~

  • Current Music
    'Sapphire', Ayria.