Zwischen Immer und Nie

Guh.  I finished reading a book which Jackie recommended me, Call Me By Your Name by André Aciman, and spent a good 30 minutes sobbing my eyes out while clutching a teddy bear.  I still haven't quite recovered.

Tomorrow mum comes home.  It's been nice being able to live independently for a while, free of the usual smothering over-mothering.  It'll also be nice to be well-fed again.  I haven't yet decided which is nicer.  Food > Freedom, or Freedom > Food?  Probably a question that perplexes domestic pets all over.

Ingrid introduced me to Joshua Randin's music today.  New favorite songs, I haz them.  They're full of the emo, though.

There were other things I wanted to post about, like how Obama killed Xena and What Angelina Jolie and Eliza Dushku's Lovechild Would Look Like.  But I'm too emo for that now.  Later, maybe.

/emo