Trees

Working through the wee hours and fell into Rock Star INXS again tonight after weeks of no tv. Down to five, no surprises really as to who remains -- JD, Mig, Marty, Susie, Jordis. Has Mig gotten even hotter since I last tuned in? Hell yeah! But really nothing has changed since I last watched. Mig performs and I'm frothing at the mouth, certain it doesn't get any better than this . . . then Marty comes out and blows everyone else outta the water. Think Jordis did the worse tonight. JDs original tune struck me as being the most INXS-like. As amazing as Marty is I so don't want him to win this competition and be stuck singing crappy INXS tunes forever. He needs to make a record, but not with them. That would just be a shame. JD should win, he's the INXS fanatic. Mig and Marty need to go solo.

I burned six cds for jenn, ruined three . . . don't ask me how. Music is done. We're ready to party on Saturday. I'm so apathetic toward this trip, talk about minimalist packing! It's crazy. I don't want to take anything. I'm going to be there for at least four nights with two business type events and a party to attend, and I don't want to take any clothes, shoes -- nothing. It's too soon after crazy Stones weekend I think.

There is something wrong with my winamp, it won't play the next track unless I forward, it just keeps playing the same tune over and over . . . of course it's taken a good 30 minutes of singing with Bowie to realise I'm stuck in a loop, because it is crossfading plus you know I love him.

Mood: wired
Drinking: jamaican ginger beer rocks!
Listening To: Bowie, China Girl
Hair: back up, sides down