like foxes through fences

After just watching The Bread, My Sweet for the second time, i crave refined sugar (shit). No, i have not been eating better. Sadly i've been sacrificing my body for the surprisingly limitless world of indie film, and also in hopes that i may one day get my hands on some 'new' music. Been a bit addicted to vinyl recently, which is really no good, because my collection at the moment is quite limited.

Pretty disconnected, has been the general feeling lately. No e-mail. No christmas thank you notes. No television. No real conversation. just silence, vinyl, occasional flock of birds, perhaps a jet engine and now the keyboard.

Nice things: i did get off work tonight early so i may continue the streak of good sleep nights, that have occured this week. i also got $50 from the grandparents. Shows (to happen within the next month or too): rainer maria, pedro the lion/daimen jurado, mogwai. Perhaps that rebate check will become more than a dream.