can anyone explain to me why james murphy sounds like he has a cold on half of the lcd soundsystem (self titled) album? i mean it sounds like he is literally singing out of his nose, but only on a few songs. i just don't get it.

i spent most of the weekend on the couch. some sort of sickness that involves a mildly irritating sore throat and a morning glob of mucous that is honey colored and speckled with a bit of red. pleasant, eh?

my friend's brother has/had MRSA. he's ok, but my friend hasn't told me whether he was actually cured or what. and now she's all paranoid that she has it. which is making me paranoid that i have it because we shared a beer a week and a half ago. nice. thats all i need, some MRSA.

i am re-watching my so-called life and loving it. i'm finding it a whole lot funnier than i did a few years ago, let alone 12 years ago. but it still strikes a chord with me. it is kind of funny to be watching it with my straight male roommate and get his opinion on it, since he's not a girl. still i walk away from it thinking "what a great fuckin' show!"

what else is going on? i think of my soccer teammates has a crush on me. and my roomie is trying to set me up (or at least introduce) with one of his friends. she's cute. so i am automatically intimidated, even though just a week ago i was feeling strong and confident and ready to go get 'em.

art show #2 went ok, though it was still...disappointing. i tried not to get my hopes up. i don't know what i was expecting i guess. maybe different people to show up. maybe someone to just throw cash at me. maybe for someone other than my friends to talk to me about my paintings (even though i don't really have much to say about them). maybe for it to be a like a party where my art just happens to be hanging. rather than to have people come and go. arrrrrgh.

on the not news radar, my dirty as roommates are pissing me off.