it's funny how you can forget there's a world outside yourself

So um. Is it bad that this made me tear up a little bit? Cause it did. We're sorry! And they care!

Don't laugh.

AndOMGJeffIlovethissongmoreeverytimeIlistentoit.

I watched The Whole Ten Yards tonight with Chris. Rented Wonder Boys also. I really want to watch it again. I love Pittsburgh, though I'm not sure why. It would make more sense for me to hate it there. Bleh?

Anyway.

( CONCERT PICTURES CAME IN TODAY! )

Annnnnnnd my room is a huge mess again, as usual. I think I must like it this way. It has a certain lived-in feel to it. Like someone does, in point of fact, inhabit this room. And I have the clothes and books and shoes and CDs to prove it. Or something.

I think I want to change the title of my journal to "Paaaaaaatrick. Baby boy!" But it wouldn't be in Kate Winslet-voice, but creepy post-memory erasure Tom Wilkinson voice, cause it's sooooo much better when he does it. Okay, so I don't actually want to do that, but I keep wanting to say Paaaaaatrick to everyone. It's a shame I don't know any Patricks anymore.

ETA: Also? HEEEEE!