Dumb, dumb, dumb

I hate being disappointed. It is thus interesting to note that I'm pretty naïve and optimistic, and therefore often disappointed. Viscious circle, anyone?

Dagens visa: Aching to Pupate by Regina Spektor. Born in Moscow, raised in Brooklyn - what else do you need?

Tonight's Martin's 19th birthday party. I've missed him so much, and I can hardly believe he's actually home. Everyone else is going to KB afterwards, for the "Tribute to Led Zeppelin", but I have a cold and too little cash.

This is sick.