cold pride = burning bridges

i couldn't even really bother.

Oh I was walking on feet just like my father's
And my knees were trying to reach you at your mother's
Cause my nose was screaming that you smelled like a lover
But my hands were happy to treat you like a brother
-Animal Collective

speaking of DVDs, i left them all at my parents' house. but last night i watched a little bit of 32 short films about glenn gould and it impressed me less than it used to.

also lately - wanting to be glenn gould. or not, really, but at least moving in that general direction. like the michael kimmelman direction?

i just started thinking how i didn't like that ashlee simpson song, "l.o.v.e." and then i decided that i like it.