I was completely prepared to write another bitchy entry about how much I want to lock myself in my bedroom with a pizza and my Alias DVDs and never come out, but I just went to check my mail, and somebody left me a big chocolate Valentine heart. That's adorable! I wonder who it was...

And now I'm listening to the new Incubus album, and there's a song called "Here in my Room". The lyrics:

This party is old and uninviting

Participants all in black and white

You enter in fullblown technicolor

Nothing is the same after tonight

If the world had fallen apart

In a fiction worthy wind

I wouldn't change a thing

Now that you're here

Your love is a verve here in my room

Here in my room, here in my room

You enter and close the door behind you

Now show me the world as seen from the stars

If only the lights would dim out

I'm weary about eyes upon my scars

Pink tractor beam into your incision

I came here expecting next to nothing

So thank you for being that kind of girl

That kind of girl

*sigh* That's what I want, right there. Dirty and honest and lovely, all at the same time.

Miss Black

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Miss Black also contributes to a David Anders/Sark site under the name Chaton Espion. Feel free to visit her there if you'd like to witness the terrifying depths of obsession.