Further Down the Spiral.......

last night I painted my nails black for the first time in years. The goth is coming back with a vengeance.
got a call from my ex husband last night, and suddenly I am in a band again. For one night only, most likely, but I've got a thrill. Timbales, floor tom and hand percussion. "deconstructed dance music with attitude" or some such, he said in his typical obliquely non communicative way. I've got the hat, that's all I'm sayin.

it's sweaterweather at last. every minute I spend in the blustery wet winds makes me stronger.