welcome to downtown coolsville

I was sick today, and it made me feel like this:



However, in almost all other respects things are good, for the following reasons:

- I made a cake today! And... kind of broke it a little. And by "a little" I mean "holy fuck, that was a cake?" WHATEVER, STILL TOTALLY EDIBLE (AND DELICIOUS).

- Another thing I made? A present for redheaded_itch. :D

- Watching Panic At The Disco on MOD with the whole family. The best part was when they played the video for "That Green Gentleman," because Dad stared at it (and by "it" I mean "Ryan Ross") confusedly while the rest of us sang along. He eventually said, with an air of finality so grim he might have been pronouncing the Apocalypse, "They look like DORKS." Welcome to the fold, Dad.

- I found ( a terrible idea in one of my notebooks! )

- Hallowe'en costume is 99% complete. I just need to fool around with makeup to ensure I look properly dead.

- Who Killed Amanda Palmer! SO AMAZING. SO BEAUTIFUL. SO APPROVED BY NEIL GAIMAN. (Why did none of you tell me about that part? YOU'RE ALL ON NOTICE.) I think "Guitar Hero" and "Oasis" might be my favourite tracks, but I'll most likely change my mind in the morning.)

- New posters! ( Four of them. )

- Fuck City has a Twitter! I am inexplicably charmed by Matt Mixon and his pretty lady smile.

- I GOT A JOB. A NEW ONE. IN A BOOKSTORE. WHICH MEANS I GET TO QUIT MY CURRENT, CRAPPY JOB. I HAVE WANTED TO WORK IN A BOOKSTORE SINCE I WAS A LITTLE KID,* GUYS, THIS IS SERIOUSLY EXCITING FOR ME. \o/

A++ day, universe!

* When I was a little kid I also wanted to be an artist. And a firefighter. And a rabbi. Not all dreams can come true.