always traveling, but not in love...

off to cincinnatti tonight! i think i packed too much. i listened to some acoustic gavin degraw last night as i was packing. for some crazy reason, despite my most sincere, purest of pure love for his music, i always get a little bit sad when i listen to him. i dunno why. i think it just reminds me of allllll the events of the past year. since i first fell in love with mr. degraw. *life seemed so simple then*

like a STD you'll never completely get rid of, barclay called. it's like clockwork with him; i was actually thinking just yesterday that he hadn't called to profess his undying love for me in about two weeks, which is truly a long time in barclay world. so, yeah, everyone's favorite DC area band is headlining the black cat saturday night. sadly, i will be in cincy, but any of you rockmaster fans better head on down. ;) i would not agree to meet him for a game of "get naked and make out" but i said i could probably squeeze in a round of "go to a bar and drink absolut cranberries."

whatever, there's a certain charm to his insanity - despite the fact that i refuse to sleep with him.

i've been putting off mentioning this in hopes that it wasn't true... but four days later i can cannot avoid the truth... the kitten's mother took four of them away. i'm down to two. :(


~courtney


"...still i think i'm doing fine"
~rufus wainwright