Christmastime is here...

Well, one more year is practically done. I guess that's OK. One more year closer to death, etc. I just want to sit in my apartment and play with my new Airport Extreme with the wireless hard drive thing. All of a sudden three hundred cds that were not on my ibook are now available to itunes again, so a retro record-party was in full swing last night at the Franklin Allure. Also, I may do something crazy like tell the computer to wake me up in my bedroom with the Photek remix of Bjork's "Immature." He blended it with Kenzo Kawai's theme from "Ghost in the Shell" and it's sort of amazing and I forgot a) how much I like it, and b) how weirdly in step the two songs are in terms of theme. The sum of the parts does in fact surpass the pieces on their own.

We are now entering fifth month of relationship-land, and I guess that's OK. It's just been a while since I have been here, and I'm not sure what to do when I get what I want. My first impulse is to smash it, detonate some sort of nuclear device, then light my cigarette off of the burning embers and turn to camera and say "I told you this was going to happen, so I don't want to hear any whining."