mood: anxious for today's auditions
music: damien rice - cannonball

some time early last month i was preparing the island calendar for the rest of the year, so i turned my wall calendar to december to check out some dates. i never bothered to turn it back. and every time i wondered what day something was (in november), i would look over at the calendar and say, "damn. it's on december. well that's no help at all." but for some strange reason, i was never ever inclined to go change the damn thing. and then dec 1, we got our first real snow (while we were on campus - thanksgiving break doesn't count) and other good things started happening and i started to function like a normal person with the eating and the sleeping and the whatnot. all on december 1. i don't know. for some reason, that just seemed strange to me.

mystical or something of the like