it's freezing in halifax and I'm hungry. saw my favorite blooger at the grocery shop earlier today where she was buying supplies for cookies that you don't have to bake. smart stuff. just getting off of work. young fellas under the influence beating the crap out of each other on the way out of the club. made no $$. the club was as cold as the outdoors and I've got an internal chill that only two things can fix. food and the fella watching the end of the movie. off to the fridge i go. I'm compiling a list of songs I wish I wrote and am surprised to find that I'm kinda square. I listen to wierd music but when it comes to what I imagine to be creative ownership of great stuff, I'm just square.