So, ehm... random moment of weakness last night. It happens.
More people need to get last.fm.
Started listening to Stars - Heart. I've gotten addicted to Elevator Love Letter already.
My office glows all night long
It's a nuclear show and the stars are gone
Elevator, elevator, take me home.
So yeah. My life is completely dependent on people calling my cell right now, because I feel like I impose too much if I'm the one doing the calling... Gah, I'm still not over that. It's a wonder why I was so out of the loop last year.
Back to Sense and Sensibility... 30 pages left. Woot.
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