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(I'm tired of wasting gas living above the planet. Mister show me the way to Earth. The boys from Quadrant 44 with their vicious metal hounds don't come round here no more)

Yay for glam rocky songs. I'm down house sitting for my mom now, so I've got access to all my DVD's again because I lent them to her, so I'm watching Velvet Goldmine for the umpteen millionth time. Fun movie. Lots of boy kissing boy action, which is apparently a big plus amongst my social circle ;) And Eddie Izzard. And fun music. All sorts of reasons to watch the movie.

Tribble is desperately attempting to distract me away from the computer, and considering she's my cat, I should probably go heap love and devotion on her. And head scritchings. And then I think I'm going to jump in the spa. YAY! And then I am going to sleep for a billion years. Or until I wake up. Whichever comes first.?

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You know, there's really not all that much that can compare with zonking out in a nice hot spa and looking up at the sky watching as the trees try to grab the stars as they blow in the wind. Only obvious ways to improve the scene would have been

1) Rain! Sitting in a hot tub while cold rain is falling on you is really neat!

2) Somebody else there. I am feeling lonely. Probably a combination of deprivation after being so completely saturated with people all weekend, and me just not really being very good at being single. Little of column a, lot of column b. Think I'm going to go to my long anticipated sleep now and hope I feel more peppy tomorrow.