Written in a drunken rage in the wee hours of the morning. I wasn't the picture of enthusiasm in therapy this morning, but my sense of accomplishment does wonders.

Look for pictures of Euro-chic soon - I'm going to Italy in a week to visit relatives, and I spent a bit of graduation money on exoticism in the form of Nordstrom, Gucci, and Rampage.

White Butterfly cannot come quickly enough. I forgot how special this band is to me, poetically.