First of all, did I mention that my neighborhood smelt like burnt anchovies this morning?
Also at the ERC: Mr. Anderson was duded up in black, which is what I looked like the last time he saw me. I ended up kind of slighting him last time because of something. So, this means he probably likes me. AND I'M NOT TALKING SEXUAL OK?!!!!!!!
And, someone who looked like vampchristine sat down across from me. Are you stalking me? OK. That's alright. So what. I like it.
The point of this entry is to say I went back and bought Tears for Fears "The Hurting" ($4) at CD Source. Didn't think I'd recognise the songs - but I did - it was worth it just for "Change", a song I've always loved, although it always reminded me of something else I could never put my finger on. My pal Aaron said that "Mad World" had been re-done by someone recently, and it became a hit. I don't recall that.
So, this is all just further evidence of how fucked up I am. I remember nothing. I am starting all over again. Somebody give me a break.
Somebody give me a big bag of cheese curls and I'll be happy.
Thank you, and good night.