i had a dream last night that some stranger (possibly the one that commented a few posts down) left some lengthy comment about how interesting i seem, that they've been reading my blog for the past year and i really wanted to find out who they were.. it felt good though. this is the narcissist in me.

wow this thing has been going for a year and 4 months now..i still keep a journal at home, but i only write in it every month or two, which would not be enough had i not had this thing as well..what a nice medium. thank you, alan, for introducing it to me. for years before this i had wanted to type my journals because you type faster than you write and you can get it all down better..i still want a little tape recorder to do that..which could be the end of me, like T-Vo..or however you spell it, it could take over my life and so i'm weary.

i love coldplay soo so very much. i've been listening to nothing but them for the last week..i really really love a rush of blood to the head now, possibly more than parachutes..i'm in love with daylight and warning sign and green eyes and the last track.. i'm always singing "green eyes, you're the one who i wanted to find..", even though they didn't play that at the show. did they play a rush of blood to the head, axel? i seem to remember they did, but i'm not sure..that's a great song. i'm hooked. they're not musical geniuses..they're a large part radiohead and oasis, but they still have much of their sound that is all their own somehow..as simple as it is, i've never heard a band that sounds just like them..though i'm sure they're out there somewhere. the music is just Good.. like rob says his relationship with laura was in high fidelity, as long as we're quoting..but really good. yes. i watched that on tv the other night. it cut out so much i was very disappointed...it cut out rob jumping over the counter to beat on barry for saying 'did laura let you leave in that?' (the cawwwsby swehtah) and jumps right to rob in his office telling dick laura left him..rip off man.

best commercial of the superbowl: Reebok: football player Tate (?) tackling everyone in the office..we were on the floor..i think i might have cried.. i want that guy to come and live at my house. oh man.

i waited until three am for Jimmy Kimmel Live..because, jesus, he was going to have GEORGE CLOONEY AND COLDPLAY...a melody love fest. and it never came on..it didn't say what time, it just kept saying "Later Tonight"..what the hell is that, i feel ripped off again..

oh man i have to run to existentialism now where i may find my future boyfriend..his name is scotty..he's very strange..not the hispanic looking guy with the german flag (i asked him, axel, he said he wasn't a nazi or anything, he just bought the jacket cheap...and he likes germany sort of..lol..i go "they have quite the large gross national income, don't they?" like a geek and he goes "yep"..lolol) ....so scotty wears a black and white striped cap (not exactly a beret, but almost, lol) and likes primus a lot and is in a band that he has invited me to see this friday at hard rock, which is hard to do, but i feel i definitely should..um..he has nice brown bowling shoes and jeans that are not in fashion, in a good way..and a two dollar simpson's watch..he is smart and he looks at me a lot and he seems kind..we shall see.

bye