(diaryland) September 27, 2004 - 12:24 p.m.

I listened to Big Black on the way to the train today. For some reason, Big Black suits a fragrant, sunny spring morning very nicely. It made me all pumped about going to work or something.

In more serious news, I accidentally almost ate one of Roland's pubes (or tummy hairs, we don't know). I put a chocolate in my mouth and in with it, a bonus pube. I'm still shaken. I still ate the chocolate, though.

Probably even more disturbingly, I woke up yesterday morning with what looked like a giant red handprint on my thigh. It was a really big-looking handprint, like one that no-one I know could have made. It was probably just some incubus.