Listening
Spain: She Haunts My Dreams
Feeling Guilty
For not remembering which dead president I’m supposed to celebrate. There are just so many.
How to Charm Me
Deny that you’re stoned when you’re, like, really really stoned.
How to Annoy Me
Tell me that there’s no good reason I should be constipated. Do I really need a good reason?
Thinking
Armstrong is going to be a bitchin last name. It’ll be like, I’m somehow related to Neil. Although not really.
Listening
A bunch of silly love songs
Feeling Guilty
For wishing that Bob Costas would just, like, die.
How to Charm Me
Bowls and bowls and bowls of Lucky Charms.
How to Annoy Me
Refuse to give St. Augustine his own holiday, too. Or St. Etienne. Or St. Germain.


