things that...

things that rock my face: friends/boots/pete yorn/red wine/my bed/the discovery that i make sighing noises when i'm waking up (even though this fact was not discovered by another person, which would have made it even better)/having random people overseas request copies of my cd/scarves/the day i finish an issue of the online newsletter, before i send it out/sushi/getting out of work early/argyle socks/anything tactilely gratifying/my belly (never thought i'd say that)/my new cowgirl boots/terrifyingly hot showers/two chicks and a casio/velvety things/the smell of cigarettes and beer on a boy

things that can bite me sideways:

my mother's nickname for me/uncertainty/eastern standard time/my doctor/cigarette tax/my doctor/black gumdrops or liquorice/justin fucking timberlake/cigar smoke/my doctor.

i have a doctor's appointment today. can you tell? i'm twitching in agony. i've got to find myself someone new.