2002-10-27
11:45 a.m.
I always dreamed I'd love you, I never dreamed I'd lose you
oh, my god. Who knew? And why didn't they tell me? I can barely work, I'm so pissing exciting. Radio plays! Hottt UK music! Insightful documentaries! SO MANY REASONS NOT TO CONCENTRATE ON MY SCHOOLWORK, but at least I was excited about coming in today. And CBC, it's not that I don't love you; it's just that you're mostly only available live, while the BBC lets me pick what I want to hear and when. You will always be on in my apartment, I promise. * We spent last night watching everyone fall in love with Joel Plaskett, um, again and again. (We, of course, were so immune to his boyish charm and musical genius, right? right?) Drunken men reliving their university years sang along especially fervently with the Thrush Hermit songs, and it was mostly adorable. It's nearly time for another "I fucking love Halifax" entry - give it another few days. * This will be a character-building week - or, just possibly, soul-destroying. Either way, thank goodness for those people keeping my head above water with frequent lunchdates (oh ff), gin&tonic firsts (oh ms l), phonecalls and emails (oh my biscuit). in my dreams I'm always strong
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