i'm listening to my bloody valentine and drinking my third cup of tea. i also feel kind of nauseous but i don't think it's related to either my bloody valentine or the tea. today was mediocre - i looked for books and shoes and found neither. i really don't want it to be spring. i feel like so much has happened and changed this winter and the fact that life is going to be happening in the spring and in the warmth is weird to me. it's almost as if the cold was a character, and it's slowly being written off the show.