who listens to the words in songs anymore anyway?

i've been listening to and loving this new Black Kids EP (free download on myspace) for three days now. they're so sonically cool. and dreamy. and versatile. good times.

i'm between avery grading visits at the moment, having come home an hour ago to pick up some stuff from UPS and eat before going back in. anyway, i was bouncing around the living room to "Hurricane Jane", having a grand ol' time by myself until i actually listened to the chorus lyrics, which are something like "it's friday night and i ain't got nobody, what's the use in makin' the bed?" upon which i suddenly realized that it was friday night, i was alone, and my bed was unmade. nothing like a moment like that to steal your dancin' shoes.

i'm going to try cutting my hair and then it's back to avery. i'll post pictures if i end up looking like i've got the mange.