Its black outside...

the temperature is freezing, but i'm crushing. Just a sneaky little bit. And it feels all warm and toasty inside.

For the mo'

Soundtrack: Deloused in the Comatorium - The Mars Volta (are god...)

Song: "Delay" - Kate Miller Heidke

Novel: "On the Road" - Jack Kerouac interspersed with "House of Spirits" - Isabel Allende

Quote: "Theres no devil just god when he's drunk" - (The legendary) Tom Waits

Obsession: Traipsing between the learning of the French language and the good old guitar again

Loving: A sharp, soothing red, soup, curling up with a book

Hating: Boot camp, the winter chill (mainly the thought of both of them together)