porch sitting

i've been sitting on my porch listening to music. i put on a mix cd that kevin made me years ago for valentine's day. i cried like a fucking baby. i was actually glad that it was over and califone came on. so i guess the moral of this blog entry is that lovey mixes that your dead ex boyfriend makes are bad, while chilled out pretty songs by califone are good.

i found this article in interview magazine, which i hate. it was an interview that morrissey did with linder sterling. i kind of adore it. he sent it to her in a letter with his questions for the interview. it reads "i shall love you till that final stretch of sand that the sea never quite reaches is finally swathed by crashing waves. or, perhaps longer...it there's time."

sigh.

i'm sad at night. every night.