Today has been a Good Day. I got to sound interesting at my super-cute music theory teacher, I had lunch with my humanities professor, Christopher Ricks, and got to see Bob Dylan's childhood bathtub. I downloaded more Radiohead, Nick Drake, Sufjan Stevens, and Sigur Ros. I had a nice, relaxing Restorative Yoga class, and on my way back stopped in the Virgin Megastore for Jos Gonzlez's album (which the cute register guy said was very good, to which I mentally replied "would you like to listen to it with me while we make out?" - why do I only say these things in my head?) which is very good. Now I am showered and wearing some of the comfiest things I own, and I am going to grab dinner and watch X-Men 3 and Over The Hedge on a huge screen on a grass lawn, without my RA, because he couldn't come, muahahah. I think that maybe - just maybe - things will be better than last year.
Ahoy.
Ahoy.
morwok:
So does Bobby D's childhood tub look interesting in any particular way?