i'm progressively turning into a big mushy mess,
therefore unaccountable.
on one hand, i keep making lists and getting furniture, and talking to the movers, on the other, all i obsess about is where to find a suitable shimmy outfit for a certain gig in cologne (yay!) and how to make better hummus and get more sunshine (it's never warm enough).
additionally,
have decided against any fuckin farewell party, instead will do the usual.
somehow saying goodbye implies not seeing people again and having some kind of a momentum whereas everything i wanna do is drink and dance.
n a random note
this is one of the few concerts i'd really really wish i went to
(cologne, some years ago)
my playlist is mostly ridiculous these days
jaguar love followed by florence, then some gogol bordello and scissor sisters. wtf?
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