and I'm daaannnciiiinn' like a monkey!
May. 10th, 2004 10:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sabineOk, I like this music way too much. I've been cavorting about my living room, rejoicing in the happy bouncy music that is The Nadas. Seriously, the next time they play at Luther's I'm-a drag everyone I know to the show.
The drive home tonight was absolutely beautiful. It's about 93.6% humidity outside, though only about 55-60 degrees (thank god). The practical upshot of this is the amazing mist-fog that's coalescing. It seemed magical driving home. At times it felt like there wasn't any world beyond the car, then it would open up and I'd be able to see the curling tendrils of mist beckoning. Wow. So pretty.
I tried convincing someone this evening that I'm not totally evil, that I still have a measurable amount of good in me. This was met with an "I *so* don't believe you" look. Then, he decided to search for the "goodness" The innate silliness of the exchange made me ticklish (dammit). Between gasps I managed to blurt out that my "goodness" was not to be found in my appendix, that it's not a vestigial organ that needs to be removed, but something that could maybe be important. ... Yeah, he didn't believe me either. Ah well. Such is life.
The drive home tonight was absolutely beautiful. It's about 93.6% humidity outside, though only about 55-60 degrees (thank god). The practical upshot of this is the amazing mist-fog that's coalescing. It seemed magical driving home. At times it felt like there wasn't any world beyond the car, then it would open up and I'd be able to see the curling tendrils of mist beckoning. Wow. So pretty.
I tried convincing someone this evening that I'm not totally evil, that I still have a measurable amount of good in me. This was met with an "I *so* don't believe you" look. Then, he decided to search for the "goodness" The innate silliness of the exchange made me ticklish (dammit). Between gasps I managed to blurt out that my "goodness" was not to be found in my appendix, that it's not a vestigial organ that needs to be removed, but something that could maybe be important. ... Yeah, he didn't believe me either. Ah well. Such is life.
