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i have been EATING music these days.

it started with the sarah harmer concert, an anniversary present for socks. of COURSE her evil ex-roommate should show up at the VERY SAME greek restaurant as us, in ALL of greek town, and sit at the VERY NEXT TABLE...but that's a story for another time.

then my boy hawksley had two shows last night, 8.30 and 10.00. of course i got an e-mail announcement from being on the fan list, and of course it was to offer reserved tickets, and of course i forwarded it to socks to say "what do you think?" and of course got no response, and of course they all got snapped up...and i got to wait outside in the cold in line with folks who had never heard him before, but wanted to "check him out" because of "the buzz". and of course i am making those annoying FINGER QUOTES as i say those things.

then on THURSDAY i want to check out danny michel, who opened for sarah harmer.

today i spent a little over 30 bucks on 6 cds (score!)...an interesting mix, i'd say. sunny day real estate, the sugarcubes, rusty, fine young cannibals greatest hits (wait a minute...didn't they only have like two albums? and i have one of them?), pearl jam vs., and *ahem* melissa etheridge's first album. hey! i AM a lesbian, you know. albeit a 40 year old lesbian trapped in a 21 year old dyke's body.

ahhhh, THAT'S why my breasts are so droopy!

back to the music. discs i dropped were sugar, sarah mclachlan, paula abdul (forever your girl is a classic, baby) and new kid's step by step. hey, i done tol' you i had eclectic tastes.

uuuuuugh. my stomach is complaining as i just ambushed it with a large popcorn and ice tea seeing "best in show" on a whim. and it's past 9 on a wednesday night...no temptation island. it's eerily quiet here in my apartment, with out billy, kaya, that other one, and the carrot-top slut (who was called "carrot top" in my dream last night) and the boring ones....

ok, fox, it's time to begin production on Temptation Mountain if you haven't already, dammit.