And If You Should Pass The James Hotel, Please Stop In, For I Knew You Well. But That Was Oh So Long Ago, And I Never Learned How To Let Go...

Two Gallants - Some Steady Rest

So this song is the best feel-better song ever written. Anytime I'm sad, it's my number one song. It's a terribly sad song, and I guess it doesn't make me happy, per se, but it makes me feel better. I don't know how that works, but it does. The harmonica at the end is heartbreaking, and it always helps me.

It's a bit of a time commitment, mind you, as it's a nine minute song, but if you have a spare nine minutes, listen to it.


Anyhoo. I forgot to tell all of you. I'm getting new socks! In the mail!

This is how it went down.

So I was in the training room before our gymnastics meet on Friday, and I'm talking to one of the girls from another team, and she's wearing rad socks, so I tell her how bomb her socks are, and we chat about them for a minute, and I inform her that during the meet, I'm going to go into the lockerroom and steal them.

She didn't believe me. And with good reason, I suppose, as I didn't actually do it. Damn.

But then after the meet, she comes up to me and says, "so I'm still wearing my socks..."

"Yeah, about that. I decided I liked you too much to steal them."

"That's nice."

"So how can I get some of my own? Without stealing yours, that is."

"Well I bought them at this little store...I could mail you some?"

"Yes! That's magical!"

"So...I should mail them...to the arena?"

"I mean, I guess that could work? Or you could mail them to my apartment of course."

So I wrote down my name and address, and she pinkie promised that she would mail me some. Normally, if a stranger told me they were going to mail me socks, I wouldn't believe them. But I mean, she pinkie promised. She can't go back on that.

And I'm excited.