when i spot brown paper wrapping in the mailbox i become a small child ooh whatisit whatisit whatisit?

it is a mix cd (that just doen't roll off the tongue like mixtape does, does it?) from kate. thank you thank you thank you. as i just got it, i obviously haven't listened to it yet, but i am looking at the track listing and excited about it already.

and i think it's kind of funny that the last two mixes i got both include simon and garfunkel's "america".

i am making mixes like a crazy woman. volume two is done and just waiting for the arrival of books before being sent off. one is being compiled for ruby; if i finish it up and filmboy doesn't spend hours borrowing my internet access, i might even have it with me tonight. i am thinking up treat for the lawn-gnome-lover (heh) and the nordic goddess and i think the best friend asked for one too.

if i put journey next to joni mitchell will you all think i'm certifiable?

i thought so.

(confessional time: i bought makeup on the way home. simple stuff. but it seemed necessary. three hours till tonight starts. and then tomorrow night the best friend tells me carter is probably coming to the show and while i don't really care - enough with the nonforward shy ones! fucking just talk to me already! - he is just adorable enough that i am going to make a slight effort. because it amuses me. because i'm all about the anticipation and not the actuality anyway. and that makes everything more interesting.)