Nimble Mumble

Crap jesus do I ever have a hango'er. I'm tired and I have drugs I still haven't even taken. What with the house being completely void of life, save for myself and a few pets smearing themselves into couches, I have turned all the lights on and put some Tori Amos in the CD player. I've also put on some clothes to go out in, but the chances of me being anything but a grizzly bitch... well. There's something comforting about the sound of a regular favourite CD being played through the CD player and not the amazing computer speakers with bass unit. I like the scratches in the disc. I like the tinny echoing. When I am left alone I feel better, but I cannot stand being lonely and this house is big and dark. Night is descended. And in my body I can feel that we are definately in for an early arrival of autmn, despite the pleasant weather. Still, it just makes the start of a new year in Samhain even more highly anticipated.
Gods I feel sick.
Sometimes everything feels shit. Today is not one of those days. I have been invited to two parties and to visit friends. Unfortunately I absolutely wiped out by drinking copious amounts of inebriating beverages. -_- What I need most in the world right now is a big bowl of autumn soup, a curl up on the couch with a duvet and a cuddle, some pile of classic cult DVDs and perhaps a few joints. I'll make Sunday that day. All I need to do today reeaaally is go to the shops for a few items of nom nom so I can make nice lunches :)
So the plan for Sunday is to buy some plain black work shoes that are pretty ^_^, ensure there's something nice for when Jan gets back (i.e. no food plastered to walls), try and pick up a little dro, go over to Arseniy's house to cook some dinner, come home and curl up on the couch with movies. Maybe I can convince Mike to play along. He already committed to coming shopping with me. HAH. SHOES!
Now, I think it is as good a time as ever to make a shopping list.