I'm a cliche in my own mind.

I'm listening to the Ryan Adams album "Love is Hell", which is fucking amazing by the way. And what a succinct title. Angsty sorrow to the max, for sure.
I'm still waiting for those downloads to finish. All this for a blog post that had an entirely different meaning when I planned it this morning than it will when I end up posting it.
Either way I'm sure it will be interpreted in all sorts of ways. HA.
In other news I have a cold. Dayquil is pretty cool, but Jager is so so so much better.