You're so Vain, You Probably Think this LJ is About You

What JP was referring to in his comment regarding my zeal for housekeeping. He bought me a Hello Kitty kitchen playset, complete with pots, dinnerware, and play food. So. Freaking. Awesome. You can even cut the vegetables with the knife! It was supposed to be a birthday gift, but he couldn't wait. Aw. Little did he know that I used to LOVE to play cooking as a kid. For reals. I served some delicious imaginary feasts...

I have been searching high and low for my Some Great Reward cd because I have been needing some vintage Depeche Mode like NOW. Of course when I found the case, the disc was not inside. So I bought the songs I wanted on iTunes. So weak.

It's weird: the other day someone posted a few lines from "It Doesn't Matter" and immediately my stomach started hurting and I needed to hear the song. Like some sort of teen-emo-Pavlovian switch had been flipped. These songs trigger the best and worst memories of my life: high school, college, and most of my relationships. When I hear these songs, the ache is so palatable: it feels like my first crush, a strange combination of Fourth of July sparklers in the tummy and getting hit in the mouth with a baseball.

This is coming out like ass, but you know what I mean.