i need to move to canada, probably.

maybe it's the rain storm. maybe it's my quarter life hump of what-the-fuck-am-i-doing-with-my-life-and-why-doesn't-anyone-love-me crisis. maybe it's because i'm rocking a denim jumper. or shouldn't be drinking red wine alone. or perhaps it's most simply, because i have a vagina.

whatever it is, i'm totally feeling tegan and sara right now. i think my fave record of theirs has to be 'if it was you,' their older one that rocks 'living room,' 'monday, monday' and 'time running.' 2002, it was. although i didn't really feel it til 2004 or so. god. such simple little dykey indie jams. lesbian canuck twin sisters with obscure haircuts. they make me feel so. . . .something. wishful to be a lezbot maybe? i dunno.

i think that everyone should have to listen to this album at least once. but that's just me. i wish my roommate wasn't home right now. because then i could strip off all my clothes and scream my guts out, dancing my ass off to my cat. well, i guess i can always wait until she goes to work tomorrow, or just do this in my room instead of the entire apartment hallway. but where's the fun in that?

can any of ya'll tell it's been a few days since i've been social? stupid weather. . . i should just move to canada and live with the quinn sisters. make them let me join their band. give me a job. run away from all the lame staleness surrounding me. and then i could impress them with how i know all the words to 'so jealous,' 'the con' and 'if it was you.' (but not 'sainthood,' cuz that record kinda sucks).