allison bechdel has this cartoon where it's her at her drawing table and things are going awry and there are these boingy lines boinging around her and it says "nuance callibrator" and "satire chip" and they're all malfunctioning. that's how i feel today. disjointed logic, illformed opinions, terminal lack of the funny. i could chat on about stalling in traffic and getting run over by trucks that are 600 times the size of new car. but actually that hasn't happened. i just think about it a lot. i could blog about going to get my haircut tonight because i know greater excitement than the state of my hair is hard to come by. but really there is fuck all going on to chat about. maybe something fabulous will happen later, i can always hope for a fire.


***actually, something sweet happened last night. i made a friend. at the grocery store. her name is kayleigh and she's about 5. she gave me a sticker. that's love. babies are cute.