1:25 pm | 09 July 2003 | briefly

ohmygod the new tindersticks album is so so so motherfucking good. it's so good. it's good in a different way from, say, curtains or tindersticks second album, but for the same reasons. "until the morning comes"? jesus christ. okay, that is all for now.

later that day

i'm resorting to all sorts of tactics, ranging variously from "kind of adorable" to "totally freaking retarded," to plow through this summer. for instance, i spent a happy halfhour making a paper chain (of the sort usually wrought by kindergartners) with dated loops, so that i can execute a very physically satisfying little rip at the end of each day (of course, true to form, i'm behind, like, three loops. but whatever).

this sort of thing doesn't help, of course. these things are just feints toward self-trickery, which, of course, do no actual tricking. they are sleight-of-hand towards an unsleightable mind. like setting my clock twenty minutes fast so i can experience the guilty, weird pleasure of mentally subtracting twenty every time i look at it (sort of the same delight as picking a scab, though less gross). so: for the month. i need goals. i need more albums LIKE THIS GODDAMN STICKS ALBUM BECAUSE WHOO, IT IS SO GOOD. and i need some naps, for shizzy, because three hours a night is not cutting it for this twitchy weirdo. c'mon, you guys, email me. i need distractin'. clm.