emaline

i'm reading high fidelity currently, and its so fantastic but yet i think its depressing me lots as well, but that's how it goes.

one of the pieces of the male psyche i'll never understand is written in there, "As a result of Marie LaSalle's cover version of "Baby, I Love Your Way", I find myself in two apparently contradictory states: a) I suddently miss Laura with a passion that has been entirely absent for the las t four days, and b) I fall in love with Marie LaSalle..... Tonight it really doesn't matter either way. Marie could come up to me as I was leaving and ask if I wanted to go for something to eat; or I could get home, and Laura would be sitting there, sipping tea and waiting nervously for absolution. Both of these daydreams sound equally attractive, and either would make me very happy."

that folks is why men are the silliest creatures in the entire universe. silly silly.