i was wickedly hungover today until about six, so since my brain is mush i have nothing interesting to say, particularly. my eyes are apparently mush as well, as the monitor is pulsing repeatedly like a seizure strobe. it’s an absolute miracle that my eyes are not flowing right out of their sockets, forming a green puddle in my lap.

at the coffeehouse tonight with jessica, some guy told me that my two-bun hairstyle was offensively cute, and i’m not sure if it was a compliment. somehow, i doubt that it was.