I've been listening to Tori Amos all day (except for the whole part where I was at work.) For some reason, I put in her album Strange Little Girls on my way to the airport this morning and I just haven't looked back. I never listen to To Venus and Back anymore, and I really do love that album, so I'm giving it a listen right now. Cheers.
I really need to go to bed. I have to be up at 5:30a for the OSCAR NOMINATIONS. I am so fucking keyed up about this. I know, I know: I ought to relax.
I met Jaime, John and Jason for Margarita Mondays and drank 3. Chris and Zach both showed up too: good times. I love my friends so much (the non-dramatic ones.) I love the dramatic ones too, but it's so much easier to be chill when there are no expectations and everyone's cool like Fonzie.
I had a very helpful, uplifting conversation with Ashley. Thanks, Ash. I needed your encouragement. (By the way, I said hi at the beginning of my last post because I felt like it had been a while and I needed to reintroduce the idea of me speaking... I guess. I can't speak for the wicked one.)
Much love. I'm a little buzzed.