current playlist:

hermetico - balkan beat box
virtual insanity - jamiroquai
come around - MIA (feat. timbaland)
new soul - yael naim
in the waiting line - zero 7
refuge (when it's cold outside) - john legend
the book of love - peter gabriel

current hairstyle:

freshly washed, smelling sweet of paul mitchell serum. paul mitchell reminds me of 'don't mess with the zohan'. that flick reminds me of israeli hairdressers. which reminds me of my boy's ex-flat mate. note to self - israeli hairdressers are NOT to be trusted. even the zohan (sorry, sandler). waiting to be blowdried - apparently 'blow-waved' is an archaic expression that should have remained in the 80s vacuum. Pity my mum still uses it. Should someone tell her?

current mood:

perplexed. feeling alone? no. maybe. perhaps i've felt alone my entire life. maybe there's nothing wrong with that. confused as to the insecurities that seem heavy in my chest. thanking god they're not heavy in my stomach. that's when i KNOW something's wrong. still perplexed.

current temperature:

quite comfortable. heater's working again. remember to thank the plumber. maybe i should become a plumber. it's a stable job - everyone needs a plumber, all over the world. plumbers make a good living. plumbing or publishing? tough choice. hold up - maybe rethink the plumbing. it's a crappy job.

oh, the pun was never intended.

current timecheck:

is there even a word as timecheck? don't think so. regardless, it's one a.m. on a wednesday night. which means it's morn. which means it's september. which makes it sound like december. which is when i'm visiting israel for a short while. also my boy. does the order matter? no. not today. today i just want to see him.